What happens when a stressed-out, workaholic L.A lawyer and a perky, Texas-tornado swimsuit model, complete opposites, are marooned on an island in the mysterious Bermuda Triangle?...Sparks start flying like a Texas Fourth of July.
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"Look lady, I am not a damn tourist air charter service or a baby-sitting tour guide for some little girl. I have to be back in L.A by tomorrow afternoon for an important preliminary court case." Joseph Banning III growled at the pleading blonde standing beside him at the bar.
She wasn't a little girl. The humidity was strangling him, despite the cool air-conditioned lounge; he felt a rivulet of sweat run down between his shoulder blades. He swallowed the remaining bourbon in his glass then motioned the bartender for another. He turned toward her with a frown, which marred his handsome features. This beautiful young woman was turning out to be more than he bargained for...