The Proposal

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Breaking News: Rugby's bad boy marries his best friend's little sister</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>If Renn Brewer would've asked me to marry him I would've said no.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Why?</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>One his reputation precedes him. His name is in the headlines at least once a month. Two he's not just my brother's best friend. They're teammates. And three I'm in my self-care era.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Unfortunately a version of me equates self-care with bad choices.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>The cocktail in my hand-similar to the one that got me into this situation-is the prettiest shade of pink. It's almost the same color as the giant rock on my left hand. And instead of discussing an annulment I'm considering a 90-day marriage of convenience to the man I accidentally married in Las Vegas.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Renn didn't propose marriage. But he does deliver a proposal I might be unable to turn down.</span></p><p><br></p>