About This Book
Ava Greene has spent a decade living out of a suitcase, and she's finally ready for something that stays put. One last flight stands between her and the life she's been putting off — until Jack Stone walks onto her plane. He's charming, he's infuriating, and he has no idea he's the reason she's spent years perfecting her most withering stare. A quick layover in Belize was never part of the plan, but suddenly Ava has a whole weekend stranded with the one person she was counting on never seeing again. What starts as a grudge match slowly becomes something far more inconvenient: the possibility that she's been wrong about him all along.
Waldon writes romantic tension with a light, assured touch — the kind of banter that crackles without tipping into mean, and slow-burn chemistry that earns its payoff. The Belize setting does real work here, trading the antiseptic atmosphere of airports for sun, heat, and the loosening effect of being somewhere you didn't choose. It's a compact, propulsive read that moves quickly but doesn't shortchange the emotional beats, making it easy to burn through in an afternoon and still feel satisfied at the end.