Is it ever right to fall in love with your best friend's girl?
I never saw it coming.One minute you're the suave, charismatic manager of a swanky health club in High Park.
The next, you're a blubbering mess, tripping over some cheeky woman wearing a kooky hat.
Definitely not my usual style.
I mean, ask anyone at the club.
They'll tell you: David Kish is one cool, tall glass of water. Charming, laid back, a man of impeccable style.
I mean, I wear a cashmere coat, d*mmit.
Women are kick-boxing up the gym's running track just to get to me.
Ha. No need to fight over me, ladies. There's more than enough Kish to go around.
My day to day life is just as I want it to be.
I do what I want when I want.
Nice and simple.
No commitments.
I don't need to chase down women.
Nor do I pine after them, either.
Especially some snooty, bendy brunette of a yoga teacher called Mia.
As if I've nothing better to do with my time than moon over her.
Who does she think she is, anyway?
Aside from being my best friend's fiancee...