Right on cue, Willa's phone buzzed in her pocket.
It was a text from Blake.
Blake: Willa, you've only ever been with one man your entire life. Don't you feel like you're missing out? Lucas has been deeply in love with you for years.
That final sentence hit Willa's mind like a massive boulder plunging into a quiet lake, sending violent ripples through her chest.
Her heart rate instantly skyrocketed.
When they finally arrived in the lobby of her hotel, Willa opened her mouth to say goodbye. But by some inexplicable, ghost-like impulse, the words that actually slipped out were an invitation.
"Do you want to come up for a bit?"
Willa was absolutely convinced she must be drunk, even though she hadn't touched a single drop of alcohol. Maybe the sea breeze had just been too intoxicat
