I Won a Five-Star Island Vacation

so comfortable looking plain, you might as well make yourself useful.”

Leo looked down at his turtle.

I felt heat crawl up my neck.

“Ethan,” I said softly.

He didn’t look at me.

“Don’t make it a thing.”

“It is a thing.”

He exhaled, annoyed.

“Maya, please. We’re in public.”

I almost laughed.

We’re in public.

As if humiliation only mattered when I objected to it.continue reading …