They say sleeping with your best friend is always a bad idea. ALWAYS. Especially when one of them is falling in love while the other is shouting out another woman’s name...
Furious, embarrassed, heartbroken... I’m feeling it all. So when a month long PI contract comes up, I’m jumping at the chance to retreat.
30 days of solitude seems like the answer I need to get my heart in check. Nothing but a beautiful beach, the suns warmth on my skin... and of course, staking out a high profile clients cheating wife.
But as soon as I step on that private jet I know I’m screwed, in more ways than one. He’s there, all cocky smirk and mouth watering muscles... and now I’m stuck in close quarters with my heartbreaker best friend.
I can do this, I can work with the devil. We’re professionals, the best of the best.
But when chaos ensues and our lives are on the line, can I count on him to have my back?
Do I trust him enough to let him?