Nine days, one bed, and absolutely no chance of behaving. Jules came to a sun-soaked island expecting quiet beaches and a break from real life, instead she gets Eden, gorgeous, shamelessly flirtatious, freshly single, and dangerously good at making every innocent touch feel like foreplay. What begins with stolen glances, sunscreen-slick hands, midnight kisses, and a very quickly abandoned "no feelings" rule turns into jealousy, tangled sheets, possessive exes, whispered confessions, and the terrifying realization that neither woman wants this to end when the vacation does. It is messy, addictive, intensely sapphic, and hot enough to make the ocean feel cold.