My life hasn’t been all rainbows and unicorns. Some of my “crap” has been self-inflicted, sure, and I’ll own that. But I had a “come to Jesus” moment about ten years ago, and I’ve really tried to be the best version of myself since. Unapologetically so. Sometimes that attitude has gotten me into trouble, but when life gives you lemons and all of that. So when my little brother marries my best friend and she then offers me the opportunity of a lifetime, what is one to do? Why you uproot your entire life to support your best friend – and to keep my brother in check while I continue to be a thorn in his side – that’s what. What does that entail? Hooking up with one of his teammates to get my petty revenge on him as any sister would. A teammate that I met at his wedding, the same night that I met the mysterious cowboy at the hole-in-the-wall bar. The cowboy that I can’t get out of my head while this professional football player continues to pursue me after our tryst. So what’s a girl to do when she is twice bitten, but has never been shy? So… why choose?