Why couldn't a ♥sexy♥ Frenchman be the way to nurse a broken heart on a honeymoon for one? The question plagued me, and part of me figured he was just what the doctor ordered On the steps of the Eiffel tower, the hottest man I'd ever seen referred to himself as a wanker on the phone and a surge of heat grew inside me. And why did British slang suddenly sound like a name in my fantasies? When Mr. Wanker...