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Azzurra Savoia has $8.7 billion, a waterfront bar, a massive truck, one spoiled golden retriever, and absolutely no fucking impulse control—then Roman Mercer walks behind her bar and somehow turns out to be even worse. What starts as competitive flirting and mutual irritation becomes Saint James Beach’s favorite disaster: boat parties, 3 A.M. adventures, insane group chats, jealous arguments, lingering touches, Roman’s inability to keep his hands off her, and enough sexual tension to make their friends consider moving. They swear they’re just friends, but somewhere between Roman calling her baby, Azzurra becoming addicted to annoying him, and an entire coastline watching them fall painfully, ridiculously in love, two equally unhinged people discover that crazy might have finally met its match.