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

“Mom,” I exclaimed when she answered the phone. “Hey! I am so sorry I didn’t get your message until a few minutes ago. I was late for my meeting and…” Shit! I should not have admitted to her that I was late for the meeting. I inwardly groaned, knowing I was about to get the lecture of my life.


“Late?” Her voice grew high. “No wonder! You were probably too drunk. Jessa, how could you be so damn stupid? You made a complete fool of yourself over the internet! All of my friends saw you. They’ve already been calling. Bridgett called me at three in the morning to send me the link. Please tell me you and that tramp are not legally married?” My mother’s high-pitched voice rose as she shrieked into the phone receiver, not even bothering to take a breath between her fitful yelling. 


Chapter 12