Cry If I Want To by Kristen Sibal

Everyone cries on their birthday, don’t they? I always do. But this year, after a good long cry about how shitty the last year has been, I decided to go out. Surely, a few drinks and some man candy would help me forget my place in life as the family’s black sheep? How was I supposed to know I would meet the most beautiful man I had ever seen? The only problem was that after Mr. Perfect whisked me away on his private plane, he informed me his best friend would be tagging along on our grand adventure. It was all fun and games until I discovered his best friend was my high school boyfriend.