Three years is a long time to go without a vacation, especially when you're a travel agent. Now Taylor DeWitt is in the tropics, feeling impulsive and wild. Listening to the waves, watching the women around her sunbathing topless, she gets reckless and takes off her bikini top. Then a shadow falls over her and a man's voice tells her she ought to put on some sun block. An oddly familiar voice…

Dev can't believe it when he sees the same gorgeous travel agent who refused to refund his honeymoon catching rays au naturale. Now they're both in Mexico alone, and a seven day fling among the sun and sand sounds like just the ticket. For divorced Taylor and jilted Dev, falling in love isn't on the itinerary, though.

Is it?