Mr. Blue Eyes — Camiel Rollins

He's very handsome, wealthy, and hotter than hot... and he's not mine.



Carla's childhood friend, Thera, is visiting Greece after ten years and she is bringing her new boyfriend with her. He is none other than breakout young programmer Jake Winters.

Jake turns out to be as Thera claimed him to be â€" very handsome, wealthy, and hot. He has all the qualities women wish for a perfect boyfriend. But there is just one catch â€" Jake Winters also turns out to be Tom Sawyer. Tom Sawyer is the pseudonym he used when he was working as a male escort two years ago, when Carla first “met” him.

It did not take long for both of them to find out that the passion that drove them that blissful whole week in a romantic island in Greece drives them still. How can she tell Thera that she is in a relationship with a very dishonest man without confessing her part in the betrayal?

And what about the emptiness she's begun feeling since their first encounter and eventual parting? She might be in love with him, but she has no choice but to give him up before she also betrays herself.



Excerpt:



There was a moment of silence before she spoke. “It's seems you're making her very happy.”

“Thera is always happy. She lets nothing deter her from her positivity, and it's really refreshing.”

“I find it quite a surprise. You haven't found a conquest like her?”

“I, generally, used to avoid women like her. I'm afraid that I find it hard to break the heart of a cheerful person. I don't want someone like Thera to find a reason not to speak to me when I meet them in town. That's disheartening.”

She blushed. “Eavesdropper!” she accused.

“I did not mean to,” he said with a laugh on his voice. “Though I can imagine that any man will be upset with just a week or two in your company. I would have wanted more.”

This time, she was blushing so furiously that she knew not even her olive skin could hide it. “Will you stop? Thera might hear you!”

He laughed, low in his throat, that sensual sound. And then they were quiet for a moment.

“I honestly never thought it's you,” he said.

“I had guessed that.”

“You did? Oh well, I'll confess though that if I had realized this before now, I would have been more excited to come here.”

She blinked at this and turned to him. “Why?”

He was looking out at the sea before he turned to her. “I went back to Mykonos to find you again. But the caretaker of the house said you do not really live there. That you only rented that house where we've… spent our nights and days together. And that you'd left and hadn't come back ever since I left. I should have known, you know, given the situation of my… visit.”