Danielle Ward hasn’t had
sex in six years. Sure, she’s been on dates. She even has a boyfriend, but it
seems something is always getting in the way when it comes to doing the deed. After her boyfriend
finally loses his patience and leaves her to drown her sorrows, her best friend
Georgia comes up with a plan that becomes more and more brilliant with each
shot of tequila: Book a non-refundable solo trip to an adults-only resort with
the intention of getting laid.
The beach is picturesque, her room is luxurious, the
alcohol is included … and Danielle can’t wait to get the hell out of there the
second she checks in. That is, until an uninvited kiss from drunken hotel guest
and Hollywood hottie Evan Weston. Once Evan discovers the reason for Danielle’s
vacation, he won’t let up in his pursuit to be the one to solve her problem. Caught between her desire for a fresh start and the
preposterous idea of having a fling with her celebrity crush, Danielle decides
it’s time to throw caution to the wind and her panties to the floor. But it’s
never just sex, is it? And Evan Weston isn’t just any man. He isn’t just a
movie star.
