I don't need a man in my life to be happy....
What I need? A vacation.
Vitamin Sea? Yes, please!
The charming, handsome stranger sitting next to me on the plane talking all the way to paradise? Perfect start to this trip. I can resist him and his smoldering looks, killer smile and confident attitude.
Until I figure out that he's my neighbor at the resort. His washboard abs and that perfect V...I don't think I can resist him for a whole week.
Giving in to temptation is easy. The souvenir he leaves me with? Not so much.
What happens when the thrill of paradise is washed away?
Will he go, or can I convince him to stay?