Wild for You

Last night I was getting railed by a hot stranger in a broom closet and today I’m stranded on a deserted island with him…

We’re nothing alike. I like the indoors. He likes the outdoors. Now, I have to depend on him for survival.

Not exactly the work trip in paradise I signed up for when I agreed to take on a new client. I’m supposed to repair a famous YouTube survivalist’s (aka Jack from the storage closet) image.

Crash landing on an island isn’t my idea of a perfect opportunity. However, Jack thinks this is the time to make lemonade out of lemons. Every time he has to save my life, I wonder how big his heart is inside his giant survival backpack. It’s like the Mary Poppins of backpacks.

I don’t know if this island is big enough for my practical attitude and his annoyingly sunny disposition and as much as I hate to admit it, I might actually like him.