Stein Adler: The first time I saw him, he was splitting logs like my filthiest lumberjack fantasy. A Delta Force hero with a heart of gold... hidden behind pecs that should be sculpted in marble. And then there's that eight-pack that renders me speechless as I stare at him from behind a bush during my vacation. He's not what I'm looking for. Really. A fling with Stein is the polar opposite of the calm, peaceful week...