The alpha hole I’ve been avoiding for years is now my blind date. The man is built like a Greek statue, but there's a problem–he’s my older sister’s ex. And I don’t want anything to do with him or my bridezilla of a sister. But thanks to our meddlesome friends, we both find ourselves sharing a cabin and a bed. A broody, overprotective billionaire isn't what I had planned for the weekend. But having a plus one for my sister’s wedding wouldn’t be the worst thing. If only it weren’t the one man I had sworn never to allow into my heart or my bed.