Jessa Dawson is a cynical manager of a five-star hotel in Roanoke, Virginia. She’s never been the type who longed for adventure, romance, or living in the moment. For Jessa, her career has always been her top priority, though lately even that part of her life is becoming less fulfilling. Jessa isn’t much of a people person and has always tried to fly beneath the radar whenever possible.<br><br>Beautiful and mysterious Holly Reynolds is quite the opposite. She’s always up for an adventure. As a retired model, Holly has traveled the world, yet she still has one fear in life. Holly is terrified of being in confined spaces, planes especially. When she travels, she finds herself becoming lost in an alcoholic oblivion to block out her anxiety.<br><br>Jessa's and Holly’s paths cross on a flight to Las Vegas. Jessa is instantly annoyed with Holly’s constant chatter, but Holly is simply trying to prevent a panic attack from occurring. By the time the flight lands, the sparks are undeniable, and Jessa finds herself becoming lost in Holly’s charms. After a little too much alcohol, neither of their lives will ever be the same.

Ticket to Paradise

“Easy for you to say,” I grumbled. 


“No.” She grabbed my wrist, holding it in place. “I mean it. Don’t change for anyone because you’re beautiful the way you are.” 


“Thanks,” I whispered, certain my cheeks were probably redder than my hair. “So how are you feeling?”


She maintained her grip on my wrist, a faint smile surfacing. “This is helping.”


“I’m glad. So…what kind of interviews do you have to go to?”


“I’m supposed to attend this convention in Vegas,” she shrugged. “Truthfully,” she whispered. “I really don’t want to go but I guess it's publicity. Maybe,” she chewed her lip, seeming to consider her words when she looked at me. “Maybe you could come to the convention with me.”


I looked at her, positive my face showed the shock I felt. “Me,” I squeaked.


“Yeah,” she smiled. “I mean…well, if you have any free time.”


Chapter 4