A heart is not just for Valentine’s… it’s forever. At least that’s what I make them believe.
Lucky for me there was a mix-up, and now I have a beautiful stranger sharing my suite. She has no place else to go; there’s no more room at the inn. And unless one of us surrenders, retreats home with our tail between our legs, we’re stuck sharing the same bed.
It’s a win-win situation for me.
We're trapped together and though Angel has a hidden wildness about her, it’s not all bad, she has a body to die for and eyes that could melt my heart.
But my Angel is stubborn. She won’t back down. She threw a vase at my head, then a pillow, and anything else she could get her hands on. But that’s okay, it was all worth it; she’s got crappy aim, and I got a glimpse of her boobs.
Of course, that’s not all I want from her.
She fights our connection, haunted by a bad breakup, not wanting to risk it all again. So, I vow to make this Valentine's one she'll never forget.
We have five long days and five sensual nights left.
The clock is ticking; it's time to make the most of my windfall. And by the end of this vacation, I’ll make Angel my dirty Valentine, screaming my name.