My honeymoon was almost everything I dreamed it would be a tropical paradise turquoise water romantic walks on the beach and loads and loads of mind shattering sex. The only thing missing was the groom. After seven years of coasting through a relationship with Michael my senses were numb. A week of passion with a stranger was just what I needed to clear my head and take back control of my life. But how do you move on when the man that was only supposed to be a fling somehow seeps into your soul and steals your heart?
