I’ve never been the type of woman to have a casual fling. But after a fight with my boss that ended in a forced vacation and one too many drinks in the hotel bar, I found myself enjoying the company of a man who went by the name of Thorn.
A man whose accent I couldn’t quite place and whose black eyes could command anyone to do anything he desired.
We had seven days to enjoy each other.
Seven days of no commitments, no worries of the future, and no personal details to share.
Only, I returned with more than just memories and a few stolen photographs.
Too bad we only agreed to share our first names.