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My relationship with Xander is nothing more than a way to ease some of the fallout we’re both experiencing in our careers.
The lie is intended to be as harmless as the spontaneous trip we’ve decided to take—an adventure of a lifetime to a tropical island.
It’s the perfect escape to nurse our wounded egos. How can we be stressed with nothing but sunshine and palm trees surrounding us?
At first, our conversations are innocent. Our touches casual. Our glances fleeting.
We aren’t supposed to grow closer.
Or kiss—we definitely aren’t supposed to kiss.
And before I realize it, what I thought would be a regular summer turns into so much more. Right up until our blissful bubble bursts from a dose of reality much stronger than our umbrella cocktails.
Which begs the question… are we a vacation fling, or can we finally make our relationship official?
