Paradise With My Brother’s Best Man

I have to stop mentally undressing my brother’s best man and the bane of my existence. But I can’t.

Damn Alex Renshaw and his God-like physique. It’s unfair really.

He’s the walking definition of douchebag. He’s arrogant, sly, snarky…and sexy as hell.

I made the mistake of sleeping with him 4 years ago, and he’s made my life a living hell ever since.

And now I’m expected to be paired up with Alex at my brother’s wedding in Bali?

Please…I’d rather get a root canal.

I refuse to allow paradise – and glistening, rock-hard muscles – to alter my opinion of him.

But when I agree to his games and we get stranded on a remote island together, lines start to blur.

Everything I thought I knew about Alex Renshaw gets left on the beach… along with my panties.