Beaches or bartenders? I know which one I\'d rather be on...
Until she\'s forced to decide what she really wants....
Directionless Izzy is only too glad to take the distraction of Max\'s delicious orders.
But when they\'re asked to organize events for The Prism Society\'s newest sister club, the lines of business and pleasure merge into one.
Max is seven years younger and a hundred times hotter than Izzy is used to, so this is clearly just a fling.
Then Izzy bursts in the door and her magnetic curves have him yearning for a private room...
Prism\'s sommelier-in-training Max Kingsley is usually content to work his magic behind the bar.
The Prism Society is Brooklyn\'s hottest destination for those wishing to explore their desires in sumptuous surrounds - with or without an audience.
But instead, she\'s walking through city rain on the way to a job she had to beg her brother for.
She\'d much rather be back on the beaches of Bora Bora with her best friend, drinking away the fact that at thirty-five, she\'s well and truly past her prime expiration date.
Absence has not made Izzy Esposito\'s heart grow any fonder of New York City.
Beaches or bartenders? I know which one I\'d rather be on..
