Sinclair
JESSE CHOSE THE LARGEST guestroom in the house for me and I sighed in pleasure when I saw the awesome view from my balcony. The moment I stepped outside, I imagined myself relaxing in the lounge chair, a drink in one hand, and something steamy to read in the other, listening to the ocean waves. Fortunately, I’d packed the new k****e my mother had given me for Christmas a couple of months before and planned on using it right before bedtime. That is, if Jesse would allow me any sleep – he’d packed three bottles of our favorite white wine and mentioned drinking some at night on the beach. I’d agreed but only before he dropped the real bomb.
Skinny-dipping.
I shook my head. “Oh no, not this girl.”
He grabbed my arm. “Sin, you have to skinny-dip in the ocean at least once in your l
