Is it bad that hours after meeting stuntman STEVEN FRENCH I was having mind blowing sex on the beach with him? If it is, then it’s the best bad decision of my life.
Ever since my marriage ended, relationships for me have existed at an arms distance. I’d stopped looking for a white knight to come rescue me, and learned to rely only on myself. It seemed like the best way to avoid being hurt again. But that was before a film crew became my Pacific Grove neighbors and before I saw those hypnotic green eyes. Now, despite all odds, we’re creating our own Eden.
But there’s only one thing wrong with the GARDEN OF EDEN…
There’s always a snake