Faking Love

We left our past in Hawaii, along with whatever transpired between my ‘husband‘ and I, there to be forgotten. 

It was supposed to be a relaxing vacation for a week.

That is, until I met the handsome stranger I ended up marrying. A thing I never anticipated doing.

I promised myself I would never again think about his beautiful blue eyes or charming smile once I returned home. 

I had no idea that the events of that week would end up being the defining moment of my life.
Can love blossom from the simple act of rescuing another lonely heart?