My Ex's Father

I ended up at my ex’s wedding thanks to the machinations of fate and three bottles of wine I’d drunk with my friends the day before. It could have been the stupidest decision of my life—if not for my ex’s father, whom I hadn’t even had the chance to meet before. But between us there can be nothing more than innocent communication. After all, it can’t be? Even though he’s damn charismatic and attractive…