A Bird in the Hand

29 January 2022

Love wasn’t on the itinerary… and neither was falling for each other.

​

Makayla

I agreed to this Western Australia tour for the beaches, sunsets, and maybe a little personal growth.

I did not agree to the sleazy tour guide, the foul-mouthed cockatoo, or sharing a hotel room with Tyler Dawson—Mr. Confident Smile and walking distraction.

He’s charming, annoyingly handsome, and far too good at making me blush. And thanks to a booking “error,” I’m stuck with him in my space… and possibly in my heart if I’m not careful.

​

Tyler

This trip was supposed to be about relaxation, not rooming with the grumpiest—and, unfortunately, most gorgeous—woman on the bus. Makayla thinks I’m trouble. (She’s not entirely wrong.)

​

But between shared beds, star-lit challenges, and a growing habit of making each other laugh when we shouldn’t, we’re starting to look suspiciously like a couple.

​

I told myself I didn’t want complicated. Now I’m starting to think complicated might be exactly what I need.

​

One cheeky bird.
One very small bed.
One holiday romance we never saw coming.