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to sleep.
    But morning came much, much too soon. She woke as the sun was rising and couldn’t get back to sleep. From her guesstimation, she’d only gotten six or seven hours of sleep, though she couldn’t know for sure because they weren’t allowed to have watches or clocks anywhere on the premises.
    Harper was already wide-awake with her makeup and hair perfectly done to answer the wake-up call when it rang. A happy, foreign voice sang out over the phone, “Wake up at 7:30 AM, beautiful ladies!” Then the line went dead.
    Ugh. Clearly, it was her job to wake up her two roommates, who were sleeping like they were dead to the world.
    “Girls? Girls?” Nothing. Those girls definitely couldn’t hold their champagne. “GIRLS!” Harper clapped her hands and turned the lights on and off. That at least got Brinkley to stir and open one eye.
    Brinkley groaned. “I’ve never been hung over before, but I think I’m hung over.”
    “Sorry, girl. That’s too bad. You guys have a half hour to get ready and meet by the pool. I’ll see you down there.” She gave a little wave and trotted out of the room.
    She wasn’t sure exactly how to dress for their first morning together on the show, so she went with a typical island look. Her black, lacy Betsey Johnson bikini that looked identical to lingerie, a gauzy pink cover-up that was completely see-through, leaving nothing to the imagination, and three-inch wooden sandals to complete the look. Perfect.
    She was the first to arrive by the pool. What was with these girls? No one seemed to be able to hold their champagne. That was an interesting tidbit she could use to her advantage later on.
    Get a few of the girls drunk, and they would be utterly useless the next day. She made a mental note.
    She lay down on a wicker lounge chair next to the pool. She placed herself in a deliberately sexy, casual position so that the cameras would catch her looking her best when they started rolling. They would probably be there any minute.
    She took a second to assess her surroundings. In front of her was the pool. It seemed big enough to hold four or five Olympic-sized pools, even though it was just the twelve ladies and Ky at the resort. Soft wicker chairs surrounded the perimeter of the pool with a few cushioned cabanas in-between; eight cabanas in all.
    At each corner of the pool was a waterfall constructed of rock with plants and palm trees growing next to it. And in the very middle of the pool was a swim-up bar inside of a tower with a waterfall running off the side.
    It was the most breathtaking and expensive-looking pool Harper had ever seen. But she doubted she would swim in it. She hated to get her hair wet, especially when it cost so much these days to replace extensions.
    She heard voices behind her. A young man dressed in white linen was making his way toward her with five cameramen following him. She was still the only woman who had made it to the pool on time.
    The young man greeted her with a bow and held out a tray with mimosas on it. Sure, it was eight in the morning, but she was on vacation, wasn’t she? Fuck it. When in Rome . . .
    “Miss, I have a card with your instructions for the day.” The young man placed a card on the silver tray with the mimosas. The butler sounded like he had an excellent grasp of the English language. Where had he been yesterday during the clusterfuck meet-and-greet when they’d arrived at the hotel?
    She couldn’t hold back. She tore open the envelope holding the small silver card. Maybe she should have waited for the other girls to arrive. But it wasn’t her fault they were late, was it? And there was no way she was going to sit there patiently waiting for all the other ladies to make it down to the pool when their instructions for the day were handed to her on a silver platter. Literally.
    Hello, Ladies,
    Welcome to Bali! Today, you will be broken up into groups of four to go on mini dates with Ky. At the end of each mini date, a tribal