She’s one hot wahine,” Sam Kanaka’ole said over his breakfast of Loco Moco. The dish was a strange conglomeration of white rice, a hamburger patty, and a fried egg all covered in brown gravy. Just the sight of the calorie-laden, heart-clogging meal made Jack’s stomach recoil. He had no idea how h...
Just beyond the glass doors at her back, the London rain howled and lashed. The choppy flight across the Atlantic Ocean had almost made her lose the contents of her stomach on more than one occasion. A screaming baby had kept her awake for most of the seven hours, and a splitting headache had pla...