TWENTY-TWO
This was paradise. No question about it. Two days spent drinking in the bar, lazing on the beach in between downpours, snorkelling in the lagoon, getting thoroughly thrashed at beach volleyball by a woman twice her age, moaning in delight at the restaurant chef's magical creations at mealtimes...by Monday morning, Xan didn't want to leave Romance Island Resort. She was thoroughly in love with the place. She hadn't seen Jay since Friday night, but that was fine by her. She didn't want to build a reputation for sleeping with guests, however well-built they might be. Some of those older guys might get ideas...
Xan laughed into the shower spray. For the first time since Jerome's betrayal, she felt hope for the future. Oh, sure, she still wanted to rip his balls off and watch him c
