BLURB

DESIRE…

When this night is over,

I will know every inch of your body.

Every curve. Every crevice.

If you cannot trust me outside this house,

then you will not trust me to bring you pleasure.

If you cannot bring yourself to trust me

—completely, unconditionally—

then the terms of our contract cannot be met.

And I will bid you au revoir.

…DEATH.

“Female Sexuality, the Gothic, and Romantic Suspense.” —Romance Novels for Feminists