Barter Games

There’s nothing worse than having your cruise ship sink during a sudden hurricane and then waking up on a deserted island with other clueless passengers…

Unless you count the fact that the only man I can trust is my grumpy and mysterious bodyguard and he’s not in the mood to play nice at all.

But if I want to survive this shipwreck, I’ll need to play a game of barter with him, like a joke in exchange for a meal or

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Hopeless romantic, writer of erotic love stories and an accidental narrator. All stories are intended for 18+. Find my books on piamonroe.com

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Pia Monroe

Pia Monroe

Hopeless romantic, writer of erotic love stories and an accidental narrator. All stories are intended for 18+. Find my books on piamonroe.com

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