The Trouble With Dating Lexi

Journal,

Well, now I’d gone and done it. Damn alcohol-fueled un-Valentines celebration, and I’d broken my own rules.

I might have sworn off love, being a 28-year-old widow, but dating was the distraction I needed to help fill the empty void where my heart used to tick. And until fate stuck her nose in it with her twisted sense of humor, I had been just fine with my love 'em and leave 'em attitude.

Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d fall in love again, or that I'd have to choose between my best friend, the best man, or my boss’s brother.

What do I do? They each have stolen a piece of my heart...

Lexi Michelson