Buck Moon Party on the Beach (Insta Love Island #4)

THE TROPICAL ADVENTURES OF A CURVY GIRL, A BIKINI AND A KILT. (AND A MISSING PEARL)

A beach bunny is definitely not how Amber sees herself
I didn't want to come to Pole Island at all. My so-called BFF insisted I take the luxury package break she couldn't use. She couldn't stand for it to be wasted, she said. What she meant was, she had a thousand errands to be run on Pole Island and what better way to get them done than to send a tireless slave?
As if that weren't bad enough, a massive, arrogant man, apparently wearing nothing but a kilt and a sarcastic leer stalks me everywhere I go. It seems like I can't get away from him. Now I can't even sleep, and it's all his fault.

There's a lot more to Jock than meets the eye. And that's on top of the hugeness that does smack your eyes wide open
That feisty lassie has a mouth on her. She swings a mouth-watering pair of hips and a cleavage you'd never want to find your way out of, though.
It's a shame she's the most infuriating bundle of grabbable flesh that was ever poured into a sheer cotton dress. I’m not looking for love on Pole Island, but I just wish I could shake her out of my head.
Is there any way the hottest full moon beach party in the Caribbean can turn these enemies to lovers?
And where is the famous Pole Island Long Pearl?