So Not Meant To Be

Am I in love with JP Cane?

Ha! He certainly thinks so.

He's annoyingly loud, obnoxiously handsome, and having watched When Harry Met Sally is convinced that men and women can't just be friends.

So when we fly to San Francisco for work and stay in the same penthouse, I'm happy to prove him wrong.

Yet with his continuous flirting and his polished good looks, I'm soon finding it hard to sleep at night.

Guess who can control herself? Me.

Because JP Cane is wrong.

And we are SO not meant to be . . .