Room 214 San Juan

<p><em>She was chasing funding. He was chasing freedom. Neither expected the storm to reroute everything.</em></p><p></p><p>Sanaa Jordan is one pitch away from saving her wellness tech start-up. After a whirlwind trip to Antigua for her best friend's wedding she boards a flight back to Philly ready to return to structure strategy and her ever-growing to-do list.</p><p></p><p>But a hurricane brewing across the Caribbean changes everything.</p><p></p><p>Her plane is rerouted to San Juan Puerto Rico where a citywide hotel overflow leaves her sharing a luxury suite with Ezra Blake-a photographer from Brooklyn who just wrapped an assignment in Barbados. He's carefree. She's frazzled. He journals in ink. She bullet-points in apps.</p><p></p><p>The plan is simple coexist until the storm passes. But three days of blackout skies slow kisses and conversations deeper than the floodwaters prove that fate had a layover of its own in mind.</p><p></p><p>Because sometimes the most unexpected detours... lead exactly where you're meant to land.</p>