This is a story of when I screwed three different customers of my travel agency.
Brady, the bull rider.
Mitch, the billionaire.
And John, a Navy SEAL.
I do like my men.
And in my line of work, I meet a lot of them.
Unfortunately, this time I screwed more than the men.
I also screwed up their luxury cruise.
I accidentally booked all three of them in the same cabin.
A cabin already occupied by Adolfo, who runs a royal casino in Monte Carlo.
And when I get on the yacht to straighten it out…
I screw them all.
This is the story of my reverse harem.
My accidental harem.
Full-length HEA reverse harem romantic comedy.
I CAN call you girlfriend, right?
Where I come from, girlfriends are the ones who know about that time you used rolled up toilet paper as a tampon.
And how you once wired your bra closed with a binder clip at work when the hook broke and your boobs made a run for the border.
And ALL about that walk of shame when your panties fell out of your purse in the Uber ride.
So come on now, plunk your cute little booty in a chair (How did it get so cute? Do you do Pilates? I tried Pilates and sprained my girl parts.) and start drinking.
Because I have a STORY to tell.