Cocky Tech God by Roe Valentine

When I left Manhattan to go to a technology conference in the Cayman Islands, only to run right into my competitor Hansen, AKA the Tech God, I should have known things would get complicated.
We were both there to land the cybersecurity contract for Morgan Financial Holdings, and neither of us were willing to play nice.
But I didn’t expect things to get so messy when the hotel screwed up our reservations and I ended up having to share the same hotel room with Hansen.
If only he wasn’t so good looking, and if only the last two years of our flirting hadn’t led to a big question: to hook up or not to hook up.
Guess what…we did.
There were rules in place, though. Unfortunately, neither of us liked rules—we were like two peas in a pod.
After all, what happens on a tropical island, stays on a tropical island. Right?
But our competition took a turn, and what happened next was something neither of us wanted to leave behind.