My life was perfect.
Perfect husband. Perfect house. Perfect marriage.
I was a Nancy Meyers mood board.
But you know how the saying goes…
‘Everything perfect ends with your husband banging his assistant.’
Life wasn’t supposed to be like this. Male patterned sluttiness wasn’t in our vows.
But here I sit, with barely dry divorce papers, flying first class to the Bliss Babes Retreat—a women-only escape in Malibu run by my sister, Moonbeam. She promises it’ll help me reset, get grounded, and figure out what I actually want out of life.
I’ll give you one guess…it’s not yoga. But I figure at the very least I’ll get a margarita and some sunshine. And I could use a pocketful.
But then somewhere between the ocean breeze and a very steamy outdoor shower incident what flashes before my eyes isn’t my reconciled past…
It’s better.
Three devastatingly gorgeous twenty-eight-year-olds with sun-warmed skin, tattoos that make me drool, and smiles that have my pulse tripping over itself.
I may be a forty-year-old divorcée who’s never once stopped pretending in the bedroom, but something tells me that’s about to change.
Because this summer,
Brody
Brooks
and
Wells are comin’ in hot.
Genre: Romance
Perfect husband. Perfect house. Perfect marriage.
I was a Nancy Meyers mood board.
But you know how the saying goes…
‘Everything perfect ends with your husband banging his assistant.’
Life wasn’t supposed to be like this. Male patterned sluttiness wasn’t in our vows.
But here I sit, with barely dry divorce papers, flying first class to the Bliss Babes Retreat—a women-only escape in Malibu run by my sister, Moonbeam. She promises it’ll help me reset, get grounded, and figure out what I actually want out of life.
I’ll give you one guess…it’s not yoga. But I figure at the very least I’ll get a margarita and some sunshine. And I could use a pocketful.
But then somewhere between the ocean breeze and a very steamy outdoor shower incident what flashes before my eyes isn’t my reconciled past…
It’s better.
Three devastatingly gorgeous twenty-eight-year-olds with sun-warmed skin, tattoos that make me drool, and smiles that have my pulse tripping over itself.
I may be a forty-year-old divorcée who’s never once stopped pretending in the bedroom, but something tells me that’s about to change.
Because this summer,
Brody
Brooks
and
Wells are comin’ in hot.
Genre: Romance
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