Forgetting about a date with Detective Palmer might have been my subconscious's way of telling me that he wasn't for me. Or maybe I was just a terrible person. Either way, my final choice warmed me from within. Deep down, I knew that the perfect man for me was right in front of me. He had been for a while. I could count on him, he could make me laugh even on the darkest of days, and he loved Studmuffin with his whole heart. That part was obvious, and I wasn't even counting his brand new ...