One Last Breath

One week alone in St. Lucia. Just me, the sun, the sand, and all the food and drinks my forever-single heart desired. Then Warren walked in and screwed everything up in the best way possible.

So we did what any two unsuspecting people would do who'd been deceived by their best friends-we made an agreement: one week, no strings. Then when all was said and done, we'd each go home like nothing had ever happened.

Crazy? Maybe.

What we weren't expecting was everything that unfolded after we'd gone ...