THIRTY-TWO
The call to Jerome was awkward and painful and all the things Xan hated. It wasn't until she told him she'd sold her engagement ring and given the money to a women's shelter that he finally agreed to go back to the UK. If only all her communication left her feeling so liberated, but of course it didn't.
Xan spent most of the next week on the phone, organising repairs and reassuring staff that the resort was still standing. The maintenance team came back early, eager to clear the lagoon in the hope that they'd find another shark.
When they found nothing bigger than the resident groper, Xan kept her counsel, not sure how to explain to the men that the monster shark they were hunting for had been driven away by the goddess Venus in a string bikini. She still wasn't sure she bel
