❝Sadist,❞ I accused. ❝You only brought me to New York so you could torture me.❞ ❝Masochist.❞ Grinning, he pressed his forehead to mine. ❝You stay because you like it.❞ His charming green eyes promised me more. ❝Enjoy it; I want you to. When your mom died, you lost everything; I want the rest of your life to be beautiful. And shiny.❞ Hooking the gold chains at my neck, Tyler pulled me in for a kiss sweet like the bubbly, urging my hips back and forth with his hands. ❝Tell me again,❞ I said, holding his perfectly unshaven face, falling for the portrait of his utmost concentration. Foamy water sloshed the sides of the tub, Tyler gripping the rail as we kept the rhythm. ❝That part, when you said I can have it, that it's not too much.❞ I needed to hear it, as badly as I needed to feel him inside me. ❝It's yours, Aaliyah.❞ Tyler's upturned gaze never wavered as he promised me the world. ❝Everything.❞ * * * Aaliyah must choose - stoke the fire or kill the flames...

When Lucy Falkwell loses control of her house bus on a lonely alpine road in New Zealand, she finds herself in the midst of opera-singer Alessandro Magno's latest music video. She mistakenly believes she's stumbled upon a horrific crime scene. Lucy, a free-spirited eco-warrior, is ignorant of the world lying between the pages of those tabloid magazines. She doesn't recognize Alessandro, nor has she seen his smoldering publicity shots advertising the fact he's in town. Instead, she deduces that he's the main detective working the case. As the two fall into a strange friendship built upon a mistaken identity (all while attempting to rebuild other parts of their lives), the chemistry between them becomes obvious. But how do you learn to trust someone you never really knew in the first place? *** I like to class this kind of 'genre' as BohoLit. You will understand what I mean when you read it ;)