You were the only man who ever tucked me in. You've always been mine. I just wasn't old enough to say it yet." Marcus Cole is a ghost. Thirty-five, a detective with a firefighter's past. No family or lover. Just the silence of his small apartment. Then a house fire changes everything. The only victim is a young man..twenty, devastatingly beautiful. When he whispers "You don't remember me, do you, Uncle?", Marcus's world stops. He's the son of the woman Marcus once loved. The toddler who called him "Uncle" and fell asleep on his chest. Now he's a man. Orphaned and lone. Marcus opens his door. He doesn't know the fire was staged. He doesn't know the victim is a monster. He doesn't know he's let a predator into his home. His name is Asher. Twenty years old. A degree in criminology. A mind that thinks like killers. He's waited sixteen years for this...stalked Marcus, calculated every detail, rehearsed every tear. He doesn't just want Marcus's home. He wants Marcus's body. His guilt. His devotion. A psycho who will kill for the man he's obsessed with. The only question is who... and when. But Marcus is a detective. And fires leave evidence. When the truth starts to smoke...the arson, the lies, the violence behind Asher's gray eyes...Marcus faces an impossible choice. Turn in the man who loves him? Or protect the monster in his bed? And when Asher finally whispers "Can you be mine, Uncle?" ... will Marcus hand him over... ...or pull him closer?