Regret

His Intoxication. His Salvation. His Fate.

The day Bailey got engaged was the same day Jonathan's childhood ended.

When Jonathan is named executor of his grandmother's estate, it thrusts him into his past. He refuses to let show how much her passing hurts, for fear of losing himself. He returns to the sleepy little town where she lived in the Florida Keys to find it hasn't changed in thirteen years, but Bailey has. His best friend has grown up, has a body that's non-stop distraction, and isn't happy to see him.

Bailey's furious that Jonathan isn't openly mourning. His grandmother deserves more respect than a distracted nod from an asshole grandson too focused on work to care about anything else. But whatever. Not even a couple of nights of intense, scorching-enough-to-ignite-the-sheets passion, or a handful of wonderful shared memories, can steal Bailey's heart.

A hurricane sweeps over the Keys, stranding Jonathan. He and Bailey are forced to face the past that tore them apart, the pain that reunites them, and the truth that could destroy them both.

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