KING

Note to self: always vet your dates...

Turns out the guy I brought to my friend’s dinner party has a wife. Awkward! Even more awkward? His wife happens to be at the same party. Cue yelling. Spilled food. Pure chaos.

Sitting next to the furious wife is a man named King. Tall, silent, dangerous. Apparently, her brother. And definitely someone I should not be making eye contact with...or thinking inappropriate thoughts about.

But hey, it’s not like I’ll ever see any of them again. At least, that...