MY ROMANTIC TRIP TO ITALY WAS …
Yaay me! For being dumped in Rome.
Instead of heading home heartbroken, I decided to make the best of my trip.
After a handsome, rugged stranger saved my life, it lead to a steamy one-night stand. Wait, two nights of sweet, reckless heat.
And still, I crave more of him. Direly.
A week later I’m back in New York for my best friend’s wedding, when I’m introduced to my BFF estranged billionaire dad.
He’s the same handsome stranger in Rome I can’t get out of my mind.
The man I sinfully ache for is my best friend’s dad. He’s off-limits.
Keeping our hands off is a whole lot harder than we imagined.
This might just be the beginning of us burning in hell.