How I spent my summer vacation...
Good girl Jane Preston is getting ready for her annual July ritual. The one where she packs up the insect repellent and binoculars and heads off to the mountains…with her parents. It’s not exactly a scintillating prospect, so when her madcap cousin Molly bursts into her office with a crazy scheme, Jane’s like putty in her hands. Silly Putty that’s been out in the sun too long…

It seems that Molly’s up for a promotion—or a firing—at her newspaper job if she doesn’t get an impressive scoop immediately. Enter Jane, agreeing to take Molly’s place at a beachfront retreat for big shots who might recognize Molly from her disastrous stint as a Washington intern. Jane gains admittance on the arm of an insufferably nerdy reporter named John Patrick Romanowski. What she doesn’t know is that her “escort” is none other than bestselling author J.P. Roman, going incognito to get ideas for his next novel. Before long, Jane’s up to her neck in more than sand. But just as she begins to see something special behind J.P.’s disguise, she stumbles across a story that could make her sizzling summer adventure too hot too handle…