Nothing to Do (Nothing to..., #9)

Hidden Identity Billionaire Beach Romance

Tropical beaches. . .
Palm trees swaying in the breeze. . .
Nope, not for me.
Not today. I have work to do.

So my sister won this tropical vacation with the bonus of hanging out with a superhot Hollywood actor. Of course, she doesn't want to take her friends, who wants the competition? And our mom is worried about her baby venturing onto a private island alone.

Yep, that's right, a private island. As in not open to the public.

Lucky for me they have corporate facilities, Wi-Fi, in one building. Only one. Doesn't matter, I can sit by the beach and work alone all day.

Oh, sorry, did I say alone? I'm alone except for this guy. One guy. Tall and handsome, he tastes real good. I can't tell you how I know that last part. Some things are best kept secret. . .


Warning: Contains explicit language and imagery. Suitable only for ages 18 and over.

**HEA STANDALONE**