Island Delight

Island Delight

by Pamela G. McCoy


Publisher Solstice Publishing

Published in Romance/Contemporary, Literature & Fiction/Contemporary, Romance, Literature & Fiction

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Book Description


After a series of failed relationships, things are finally looking up for Stephanie McNeil. She is a week away from her dream wedding when her fiancé suddenly announces he no longer wants to get married. So she goes on their Caribbean honeymoon alone. Romance is the last thing on her mind. But when sexy tour guide, Bradley Spencer, shows up for her private island tour, there is an undeniable attraction and things quickly heat up.

Sample Chapter

The ride to the restaurant had been unusually quiet, and when they arrived, the maitre d’ greeted them, with menus in hand, and escorted them to the dining room.

“I’d like a quiet area if possible,” said Devin.

The maitre d’ nodded. “Of course.” They followed him to a corner table. “How’s this, sir?”

Devin smiled. “Perfect. Thank you.”

Once seated, Stephanie leaned forward and whispered, “Okay, Devin, enough with all the mystery. Why are we here?”

“Come on, do I really need a reason to take my favorite girl out to dinner?”

She shrugged. “I guess not. Except, I still have a lot to finish up at work before we leave next week.”

“I know,” he said.

The waiter brought over two glasses of water. “Good evening. Can I get you something from the bar?”

Devin looked at Stephanie. “Honey?”

“I’ll have a Chardonnay.”

“Sounds good to me,” he said. “Make it two.”

The waiter smiled. “Fine. I’ll be right back.”

Devin began to gulp down his water. “Is it just me, or is it warm in here?”

She sighed. “It’s just you. Now, the reason we’re here?”

He cleared his throat. “Right. Steph, sweetheart, you know how much I love you.”

She blew him a kiss. “I should hope so, since we’re getting married next week.”

“An—and,” he stammered, “you know how much I will always love you, but there’s something I need to tell you.”

She took a sip of water. “What is it?”

He leaned back and took a deep breath. “I probably should have said something before now, but—”

“But what?”

Beads of perspiration began to dot his forehead. “I can’t marry you.”

She stared at him, speechless, and waited for him to say he was joking, but he didn’t. Once the initial shock wore off, she was able to speak again. “I don’t believe I’m hearing this,” she said, hurt and confused.

“I’m really sorry to do this to you,” said Devin.

“A week before our wedding, and you’re breaking up with me?”

He sighed. “Uh…yeah.”

She glanced down at her engagement ring, and then shot him a scathing look. “How could you do this to me? The church, reception hall, our British Virgin Islands honeymoon, everything has been booked for months.”

He wiped his forehead with a napkin. “I know, and I apologize.”

“Then why are you doing this?”

“It’s complicated,” he answered, barely above a whisper.

She shook her head. “Oh no, Devin, you’re going to have to come up with something better than, it’s complicated.”

“Actually,” he said, “I think we were both having second thoughts about getting married. I’m just the one who said it first. And, sweetheart, if there was any other way of doing this without hurting you, I certainly would have.”

She held his gaze, as her body stiffened. “Shut the hell up, Devin!” she shouted and then reached across the table and slapped him. The room fell silent. She felt like all eyes were on them.

He glanced around the restaurant and then motioned for the waiter. “Feel better?” he asked, and brushed a hand across his now scarlet-colored cheek.

“No, but that sure felt good, you smug bastard!”

“I’m so sorry, Stephanie.”

She grabbed her purse and stood up. “I think it’s best that I take a cab home.”

“Can’t you wait until I speak with the waiter? I’ll take you home.”

She shook her head. “No, I can’t.” Then she headed for the exit.

After he spoke with the waiter, Devin joined Stephanie outside. However, he stood a few feet away as she hailed a cab. The tension was like a dark cloud hovering over them.

“Come on, Stephanie,” he pleaded. “I know you’re upset. Will you please talk to me?”

She turned, looked at him, and rolled her eyes.

He ran a hand through his hair and then slowly approached her. “At least let me drive you home.”

She didn’t answer.

When a cab pulled over, he attempted to open the door for her, but she pushed him away.

He moved and stepped back on the sidewalk.

“Devin,” she called out, before getting in the cab. “Wait a minute.”

He smiled. “Yes?”

She pulled off her engagement ring and threw it at him, narrowly missing his right eye. “Don’t forget this!”


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Pamela G. McCoy

Pamela G. McCoy

Texas native and former teacher, now living in Southern California. I enjoy writing and have written five books in different genres. My favorite being mysteries. I moved to New York as a teenager so consider myself a New Yorker as well. When not writing, I am usually reading.

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