Overview

Hey Siri, how do I get my straight bestie to stop looking at girls and look at me instead?

Asking for a friend, of course. A friend whose feelings for his business partner might be a little less than professional.

And by a little, I mean a lot.

Channing's not just my clinic co-owner. He's my go-to guy, my personal sunshine machine, my... everything?

Wait, what? When did that happen?!

This Aussie adventure was meant to be our great escape. Swapping stethoscopes for surfboards. Instead? I'm watching Chan turn more heads than a chiropractor convention.

Now I'm fighting the urge to accidentally spill my beer on every girl who bats her lashes at him. And all I can think about is getting my best friend alone, pinned to the bed, reminding him why I'm his favorite anatomy lesson.

Intellectually, I know I'm being ridiculous.

Logically, I should be happy for him.

Rationally, I need keep my mouth shut and my hands to myself.

But if you think I'm going to let a little thing like heterosexuality get in the way of true love, you clearly haven’t met me. Or read this book. Which you absolutely should. Doctor's orders.