Island Fling To Forever
Reunited on Wedding Island…will they ever say ‘I do’?Rosa Gray has returned to La Isla Marina to help with a wedding, not to see rock star Jude Alexander – the man she once ran from! They may have unfinished business, but this time will they risk it all – for forever?
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Theyâre reunited on Wedding Island...
But will they ever say âI doâ?
When Rosa Gray returned to La Isla Marina to help with the islandâs first wedding, the last person she expected to see was brooding rock star Jude Alexanderâthe man she once ran from, even if her heart never quite caught up with her feet! They may have unfinished business, but this time will they risk it allâfor forever?
SOPHIE PEMBROKE has been reading and writing romance ever since she read her first Mills & Boon at university, so getting to write them for a living is a dream come true! Sophie lives in a little Hertfordshire market town in the UK, with her scientist husband and her incredibly imaginative six-year-old daughter. She writes stories about friends, family and falling in loveâusually while drinking too much tea and eating homemade cakes. She also keeps a blog at sophiepembroke.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07746-0
ISLAND FLING TO FOREVER
© 2018 Sophie Pembroke
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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To Jessica,
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Contents
ROSA GRAY TIED her dinghy up on the jetty and looked out across the water behind her, back towards the mainland. It would be so easy to just hop back in the boat and set sail again for mainland Spain. And, actually, it was entirely possible that no one would even miss her. Especially her sister, Anna.
Except that her mother had sounded panicked when she called. Sancia Garcia never panicked. Not when she decided to leave her husband when Rosa was sixteen, not when Rosaâs grandfather died three years ago and left Sancia in sole charge of the luxury island resort of La Isla Marina. Not even when Rosa was eight and had tried a flying dive off the highest point of the island coastline, and almost brained herself on the rocks below.
No, Rosaâs mama was the epitome of laid-back grace. Of letting things work themselves out in time, and trusting the universe to provide.
Until, it seemed, she was faced with the wedding of a New York socialite, and the realisation that the luxury island resort was no longer quite so luxurious.
Rosa stared up the wide, open path that led to the main villa at the centre of the island. Dotted on either side were a few of the low, white bungalows that made up the islandâs accommodation, all shining bright in the fading afternoon sun.
It still looked pretty good to her. But then, maybe she had a slightly skewed view of luxury, after a month spent deep in a South American jungle for a job. Or, more likely, St Anna had already fixed whatever she believed was wrong with La Isla Marina.
Anna always believed she could fix anything, if she just made enough lists, worked hard enough, or nagged often enough. But she hadnât been able to fix their family, had she? Rosa was almost hoping sheâd given up trying by now. If sheâd learned anything from her mother it was that, at a certain point, the only thing to do was to cut and run. No point flogging a dead horse and all that.
