Forever Our Beach (Flirt Club)

Can love strike on a honeymoon for one?

I thought taking my honeymoon by myself would be the height of humiliation… I was wrong.

When the receptionist informs me, my reservation has been cancelled, leaving me stranded on a Caribbean island without a place to stay, I learn there’s something worse. But I’m not about to curl up and cry. I’m already hanging on by a thread. To find out my ex has also stolen the money I paid for this trip, well, the hairpin control I have on my anger releases, letting my inner bitch come out to play.

That is until he speaks… and my world shifts.

Is it possible to experience a second chance at love when I’m at my lowest?

I’m not sure, but maybe this time will be Forever on our Beach.