At eighteen, I became my nephew's guardian and my once carefree life ceased to exist.The next fourteen years passed in a blur of unconventional parenting and more wine than I'm sure most good mothers consume. And things like my sex life became non-existent. So, when my nephew's best friend, Weston, starts making his feelings for me abundantly clear, I find myself stuck between a rock and a hard place.There are so many reason I shouldn't do this. A relationship with Weston has the potential to be disastrous. He's in his twenties. I'm in my thirties. We can't be together, it would be all kinds of wrong. Wouldn't it?