Perfect Strangers

Evander Westin has always been a man with a plan. Swank condo in the city? Check. Partner at a prestigious law firm? Check. Extravagant VIP wedding? Check…mate-less.  Jilted at the altar, he’s on his way to paradise alone, because licking his wounds on the white sands of a private island sounds a hell of a lot better than suffering jokes and pity at home. Change of plans.

Fourteen days on Stout Rock Island, a private paradise tucked away in the Caribbean, is the perfect opportunity for Heath Lennox to reconnect with his long-time friend, and not-so-secret crush. Except, instead of pouring out his heart on a romantic moonlight beach, he finds himself alone, broken-hearted, and stuck with affluent ass who’s drunk on whiskey and flight attendants.

Things only get worse on arrival, when it’s discovered an anniversary celebration has upended the resort’s reservation system. They’re given a choice: agree to share a two-bedroom villa—the only available accommodation—or return home with a raincheck and the added baggage of disappointment.

An upgrade’s an upgrade as far as Evan’s concerned. Even if it means spending his vacation with a nosy bookworm determined to ruin his good time. As for Heath, he'd already intended to avoid fun at all costs, and sharing space with an insufferable playboy guarantees it.

When Evan finds Heath sleepwalking along the rocky shore and learns the story behind his solo journey, they agree to call a truce, but neither expects a tentative friendship to turn into a baring of souls… and other things. Especially when one of them is supposed to be straight.