The Seven Month Itch by Tanvier Peart

Seven days.
One relentless best friend.
A singles’ retreat in the middle of nowhere my future ex-husband decides to attend.
What could go wrong?

Note to self: When your best friend of twenty years shows up at your door and tells you to pack, run. It’s an ambush, not your annual girls’ trip.
I wasn’t fast enough, so here I am. At a seven-day singles’ retreat in Vail, Colorado, 1,011 miles away from home and my comfort zone.
Emma knows I’m not ready to entertain the idea of meeting one man, let alone a herd of bachelors. No dating playbook for single women on the brink of divorce could prepare for this winter escape—or the man who descends from the elevator after we arrive.

My estranged husband.
A man I’ve loved since college.
A man who shattered my heart that’s yet to heal.
This is the first time we’ve laid eyes on each other since I left him seven months ago. Rage. Hurt. Betrayal. I feel it all. So why do my thighs clench at the memory of his touch?

Based on his gaze, I won’t survive the week.