One Chance (Meant To Be 2)

I need a vacation from my vacation.

First, my flight is delayed, and I miss most of the first night of food, fun and frolicking with my friends.

Second, by the time I get to the resort, they are all knee deep in the rum and I'm ready to turn around and hop the first flight back home and go back to work.

Then, one of my so-called friends snaps off my bikini top at the swim up bar and before I know it, the hulking, dark eyed security guard at the hotel has me strapped to the back of his motorcycle heading into the jungle.

I'm down for some adventure sure, but when a tropical storm whips up and strands us at his beachfront cabana (where he never seems to wear a shirt and I'm not complaining) a little adventure turns into something bigger.

Way bigger.

He's demanding and grouchy and treats me like I'm a princess.  Only, when my brothers show up wondering what's happened to me, tropical fantasy time is over and real life comes crashing down.

It was fun while it lasted.  I'll be leaving my heart and my V-card under the palm trees wishing our two worlds would collide again. And next time, forever.