He’s been alone in his lighthouse for years, and he likes it that way.
Alister: I’ve spent a decade on this jagged rock of an island, tending to the lighthouse. It’s a thankless job, but at least I’m alone in my tower, overlooking the unforgiving seas.
The harsh wind and unrelenting storms suit me just fine. They drown out the memories of the past, giving me something to listen to other than my intrusive thoughts and regrets.
And then she washes up on shore during the storm of the century, bringing my life of solitude to an abrupt halt.
She’s lost, scared, and in need of protection.
Delaney: They threw me overboard. In the middle of a storm. I knew I shouldn’t have spied on my brothers while they were conducting business, but I heard my name, and had to find out more.
Big mistake.
Now I’m stuck on this island with the grumpiest, broodiest, sexiest man I’ve ever encountered. He says we can be roommates until we can get in contact with someone to come rescue me.
The thing is, Alister already has. Every day I spend with him, I see more of his heart he keeps locked up tight. Can our stolen moments and heated touches turn into something more before my brothers catch up with me and shut me up for good?