My first night in paradise and I end up lost and stuck in the mud in my arrogant, annoyingly attractive rescuer's truck.
When my good-looking rescuer ends up being my island guide, I refuse to let his condescending remarks get to me.
Sure, Charlie's charming, strong, and knows this place like the back of his hand.
But I'm not here for a fling with the island playboy, no matter how good he looks fresh from an ocean swim, or playing the drums, sweat glistening on those magnificent muscles.
No. I'm here to soak up some island sun, create art and finalize my Aunt's estate.
The universe seems intent on forcing us together, despite my protests.
Now it seems something - or someone - doesn't like my presence at my late Aunt's cabin, so maybe having Charlie around as protection isn't so bad after all.
26.02.23, 17:49
The Artist and The Playboy An - Leigh Jenkins
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