Kelvin’s confession brought our conversation to an abrupt halt. I offered him a quick goodnight and practically fled, my brain still doing cartwheels.

“Only this time… we both have eyes on the same woman.”

God help me return to L.A. as a sane woman after this vacation.

I shut the door to my room gently, already reaching for the lamp switch, when a voice in the dark stole the breath right out of me.

“Did you enjoy yourself?”

I gasped, my hand flying to my chest. “Jesus, Liam, ...