I begged my father to trust me with his newest beach house rental property. But I didn't know my first tenant would be my dad's best friend... Kent is what you'd call 'seasoned.' In other words, he's a super hot 40-something, compared to my 'immature' (as Dad likes to put it) 20 year old self. He'll definitely report back any mistake I make to my father. That just makes me want to bust my butt and send Kent running back with glowing reviews. Then I saw him shirtless on the white sand, ocean wind in his thick, salt and pepper hair. I've known him for years and I never realized his eyes were so BLUE. The guy is mega off limits. So I make a promise to myself. I won't flirt—except when HE flirts with me. I won't stare at his body—except when he's tanning right in front of me. I won't be alone with him after dark—unless a tropical storm forces me to stay by his side. And I really really won't sleep with him... More than once.