It was stupid to think I was ready to go on a vacation on my own, my first day in Melbourne, Australia, and I’m already lost.
I’m twenty-one years old, and I thought that after college the next thing to do would be to go explore.
Just one magical trip, one chance to travel the world before I buckle down and find a job.
But I must be hallucinating, or maybe I’ve just totally lost my mind and this is all happening in a dream. There must be some explanation other than reality.
Because the extremely handsome man in a black suit, almost unfairly hot. Like, man of my dreams kind of hot, who comes to my aid is none other than Sean Fogarty.
My dad’s best friend.
And he’s claiming I’m his girlfriend.
The man I’ve had a crush on for as long as I can remember.
I came to Melbourne to explore, he is here for business, but I can tell by the look in his eyes that he’d much rather explore me.
Under him or over him I don’t care because he’s claiming me as his, even if he is my dad’s best friend.