I’m not running away from my problems. I’m strategically removing myself from conflict I’d rather not deal with right now. Totally different.
All I want is a little California sun, some girl time with Lourdes, and a couple nights I’d remember for the rest of my life. Check, check, and double check, thanks in to Mr. Male Model!
I run into my favorite complication during brunch the next morning. Maybe it’s something about his English accent that tricked me into going for a hike. Will Mr. Adventure turn into Mr. Sunset Kiss??
Even with all this drama, I at least start to make sense of it on my flight back home. By the time the tires touch the tarmac, I know what I have to do.