I didn't ask for a vacation. I definitely didn't ask to be trapped on a cruise ship with my ex.
Colter and I were together for five years before I walked away. He never wanted the future I was dreaming of. At least, that's what I thought.
Our best friends promised relaxation and umbrella drinks. Their grand scheme? Lock us on a boat and let the ocean work its magic.
I should be furious. I should avoid Colter for seven days straight.
There's just one problem. Being around him reminds me of everything I've been trying to forget. The way he looks at me. The way my heart still races when he's near.
I wanted to get over him. Instead, I'm falling all over again.
One cruise. One ex. A second chance neither of us saw coming.
