How to Honeymoon Alone

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If I’m honest with myself, it had been muted even before I discovered Caleb and Cindy’s dirty little secret. I’d been stressed about planning a wedding while my fiancé did nothing to help. I do usually carry a pair on me,” I say, and it’s the absolute truth. “Sometimes, I also have a glue gun or glitter. I’m pretty sure you won’t believe me, but there are very few problems a bit of glitter can’t solve.”

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His eyes flash to mine, but then he sighs. “Yes, but not as much, and with a much nicer view. Chicago this time of year is… well.” That’s right,” she says. “And Eden? I want a picture of you with a colorful, tropical drink as proof.” An annoyed sigh sounds behind me. Apparently, not everyone’s okay with the wait. I glance over my shoulder.

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He smiles in surprise. “They’re rare here on the west coast, so probably not, no. You know which species we have?” Funny. Why are you violating the sacred hotel rules?” I rest my head in my hands, bracing my elbows over my knees. “Just had to get your evening workout in?” I look out over the beach and the array of tourists around me, each more interesting than the next. For the first time in months, I feel the itch to write. To turn my surroundings into stories.

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The characters are funny, they have their own very unique personality and they don’t give it up for the other. You can read any of the books as standalones, because each book follows a new couple. But if you ask me? This is my personal preference... It’s been almost a year since I finished writing my last book. It had been a murder mystery with a strong romance at the center. A romantic thriller, or romantic suspense, as some may call it. A combination of three of my favorite things: true crime, a bit of mystery, and a love story to rival the historical greats.

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I know how it’s done,” I say, and something sparks in his eyes. “But I’ve only tried it once or twice when I was a kid. My uncle had a cabin in the woods, next to a lake, and we’d go sometimes.” Next to me, a man clears his throat. “There you are,” he says to me. “Sorry, I’m late. Table for two, actually.” The real suffering will be returning to the five-minute granola bar routine in my car before arriving at the school for my first lesson. I look around the restaurant at the other guests enjoying their meals and feel grateful to be able to experience this kind of luxury, even if it's just for a short time. There’s a light in his dark-blue eyes. “I’ll have to think about that if I go to court any time soon.”

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Where it might have felt crowded with three minivans full of people, with only two guests, this catamaran feels positively enormous. I could avoid Phillip the entire trip, and without lifting so much as a finger. Their meet cute was hilarious with Philip barging himself into Eden's dinner plans. The first impression of him is that he's a blunt, workaholic that despite being on vacation doesn't know how to disconnect. On the other hand, Eden is the bright kindergarten teacher who wants to make the most of her dream vacation. She even has a guidebook with highlights, tabs, and annotations so she can do everything she wants. Them moving from complete strangers to friends to having feelings for each other over the 2 week period felt very real and not at all insta-lovey or forced. Plus with the added chapters at the end being in the future things wrapped up no nicely. Turns out, we’re two entire minivans worth of people scheduled for the open bar, and the intimate dinner and snorkeling cruise.For one, I can read my book in peace. It’s about two people who shouldn’t be together but brave all the odds to—well, I’m pretty sure they will—overcome the obstacles in their way. He’s quiet for another long beat, and judging by the faint surprise on his face, I’ve caught him off guard. The steak,” I repeat. “At a restaurant famous for its fish? On an island in the middle of the sea? You do know that swordfish is famous in Barbados?” His lip curves again and he grabs his navy towel, rubbing it over his head. I look away from the vigorous movement of his hands. The action feels intimate somehow. Like he’s just stepped out of a shower. Phillip looks like it pains him, but he takes the money from my outstretched hand. “Fine. If you truly want to…”

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He accepts the towel. “Yeah. Why?” His eyes drop to my hands, clasped around the hem of my dress. “Oh. Right.” Philip Meyer is a grumpy workaholic, and so irritatingly cynical that it makes her forget she’s grieving just to prove him wrong about the world. The two have nothing in common, except trying to forget who they’ve left behind.It’s Phillip’s voice. He’s walking along the shoreline again, wearing a pair of swim trunks, no shirt, and Bluetooth headphones in his ears. The sharp features of his face are drawn. He’s arguing with someone. Their romance is fresh and easy going, they are both fully honest with each other about their past and their present needs… They laugh and they share very special moments in such an adorable way (the turtle hatching scene >>>). I shake my head, thinking of all the friends Caleb and I have in common. I’m not planning on humiliating myself further by sharing pics from the vacation they all know was meant for two. “No. And even if I was, is that so bad?” Give me your phone,” he says. “You’d like a picture of yourself here with the sunset, wouldn’t you?” You’re hiding in the darkness, watching me swim,” he says and takes two large strokes toward the edge of the pool. “That’s not creepy at all.”