Some marriages last a lifetime. Others - a week, a month or a year. Mine ended on our wedding night, ten hours after the exchange of rings. Our marital ties collapsed when Dustin Cardwell, the man I chose as my husband, looked into my eyes and said that I was not made for sex. This union fell apart. to hell before the ink was dry, before the scent of my wedding bouquet had dissipated, before the candles in the honeymoon suite had even burned down...And here I am, three months later, divorced and working as a physical therapist on the LaClair cruise ship bound for the Caribbean. I desperately want to get away from everyone and lick my wounds alone. I don't want to be another man's disappointment again. But that was only until Bryant LaClair invaded my space and made my panties wet. As soon as our eyes met, he made it clear that at the moment I belong to him. He attracts me with his appearance and masculine charm. Promises to restore my sexual self-esteem while satisfying my own needs. A few nights together on the LaClaire is all he can offer me. No more, no less. And yet, it's an offer I can't refuse. But when my heart begins to reach out to a man who harbors a devastating secret, I realize that I may return home completely broken. WARNING: Contains sexual content, the book is not intended for individuals , under 18 years of age.