I had a plan. Make Ren Hayes pay. But plans don’t always turn out the way we want them to. He was found not guilty of murdering my best friend. But that doesn’t make him innocent. In my eyes, he’s guilty. Guilty of charming everyone around him into believing his innocence. Guilty of being so intoxicating I forget who he is—what he is. And guilty of awakening parts of me I never knew existed before his touch. I know eventually, I’ll succumb. His allure beckons me. Keeping me on the edge of madness between lust and hate. In the end, it’s me who’s guilty. Guilty of allowing him to take my breath away.
"Despite what I know and all that's come to light, I keep hoping and praying they're innocent. No, I need them to be innocent-because I need Keira DuBois like I need my next breath."
"Who am I? What is happening to me? She's corrupted you, that insidious little voice jeers. She's leading you astray. Perhaps so, but if my soul is the price I have to pay to taste such sweetness, to have this whenever I want, however I want, then my soul be damned."
“You’re going to swear a new vow, baby. A vow of obedience, to me. I will be your God. I will bestow love. Forgiveness. Punishment. I will be your everything and you’ll answer to no one but me.”
So what if he’s forced to work long hours with her setting up her show? So what if she helps students in her art therapy practice? So what if just a glance from her makes him hot under his starchy white collar? The thought of falling for such an inappropriate woman is untenable. But fall in love they do and the question becomes, “Where do they go from here?”
She’s a single mom, kid-free for a week. He’s the sexy, young substitute teacher in the apartment next door. She moans, he knocks and together they both find something new.
They simply can’t stop the moving forces that seduce them into a doomed relationship. A guaranteed tear-jerker, their story will move the reader to cheer for their reunion.