I had a one-night stand with a masked stranger…and oops, it was my ex—the one I still haven’t forgiven for shattering my heart into tiny pieces.
I’m spending the weekend in Sydney for my best friend’s bachelorette party—and first on the agenda? A strip show aboard a showboat. Wild, right?
Well... not for me.
Turns out, my opponent for the upcoming mayoral election back home has spies everywhere, just waiting to catch me ‘misbehaving.’ Apparently, being young and watching half-naked men dance is scandalous when you’re running for office. So, instead of handing him fresh ammo, my bestie and I agree—I’ll skip the show.
Plan B? A masquerade party. Alone. Mask on. No one will recognise me, especially if I call myself Juliet, my middle name.
Except... I miss my ride.
Luckily, another boat full of masked partygoers saves me. That’s where I meet Romeo. (Yes, seriously.) He’s charming, ridiculously hot under all those masks…and he makes my heart gallop in my chest with just a look—something that hasn’t happened in years.
So, one boat ride, one slow dance, and one mind-blowing night later, I’m pretty sure I’ll never forget him.
Spoiler: I won’t.
Because Romeo? Only after it’s too late do I find out who he really is.
He’s Mason. My first love. The guy who shattered my heart a decade ago and taught me exactly what kind of man not to trust.
Falling for him once was a mistake. Falling for him again?
That might just ruin everything—including my heart.
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One Weekend in Sydney is a steamy novella of almost 32,000 words with no cliffhangers. And HEA is guaranteed!
Genre: Romance
I’m spending the weekend in Sydney for my best friend’s bachelorette party—and first on the agenda? A strip show aboard a showboat. Wild, right?
Well... not for me.
Turns out, my opponent for the upcoming mayoral election back home has spies everywhere, just waiting to catch me ‘misbehaving.’ Apparently, being young and watching half-naked men dance is scandalous when you’re running for office. So, instead of handing him fresh ammo, my bestie and I agree—I’ll skip the show.
Plan B? A masquerade party. Alone. Mask on. No one will recognise me, especially if I call myself Juliet, my middle name.
Except... I miss my ride.
Luckily, another boat full of masked partygoers saves me. That’s where I meet Romeo. (Yes, seriously.) He’s charming, ridiculously hot under all those masks…and he makes my heart gallop in my chest with just a look—something that hasn’t happened in years.
So, one boat ride, one slow dance, and one mind-blowing night later, I’m pretty sure I’ll never forget him.
Spoiler: I won’t.
Because Romeo? Only after it’s too late do I find out who he really is.
He’s Mason. My first love. The guy who shattered my heart a decade ago and taught me exactly what kind of man not to trust.
Falling for him once was a mistake. Falling for him again?
That might just ruin everything—including my heart.
***
One Weekend in Sydney is a steamy novella of almost 32,000 words with no cliffhangers. And HEA is guaranteed!
Genre: Romance
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