Seducing My Best Friend by Lindsey Hart

Never get so drunk that you end up posting on social media that you want your best friend to marry you.
You might wake up the next day to find his butler on your doorstep ready to whisk you away to marry his boss.
Wait, did I not mention my best friend is now a big a$$ billionaire? No? Well, then maybe I should also tell you that he took my V-Card back in college and kind of proposed to me on that same night.
Ok, to be honest, he said this, “let’s get married in ten years.”
And what did I do, I ran. Packed everything up, moved to another town and never talked to him again. I mean, he was my freaking best friend. The guy who grew up with me, wet my bed during a sleepover and with whom I shared Everything. That one night was definitely not supposed to happen … even though it was like super unicorntastic and I ended up discovering how huge of a package he actually had.
BUT he was My Best Friend and You Don’t Do Orga$mic Things to Your Best Friend! Period.
Well, there you have it. Now, it’s ten years later and he is making good on his promise … without my freaking approval!
I mean you DON’T just get married to someone whom you have not seen in ten years!
And what the hell happened to the scrawny little geek I knew. Where did he lose his glasses?
And are those things my fingers touched by mistake freaking abs? Not just two or four but six of them! OMG.