Just out of mourning, Mia Reading is having trouble readjusting to Society. She scoffs at the idea of reinventing herself as a sensual woman until a masquerade ball when she stumbles into the wrong room and the powerful arms of wicked Aidan Maitland.
Jess Michaels flips through every romance she buys in search of “the good stuff,“ so it makes perfect sense that she writes erotic romances where she gets to turn up the heat on that good stuff and let it boil. She loves alpha males, long-haired cats (and short-haired ones), the last breath right before a passionate kiss, and the color purple (not the movie…though that’s excellent, too—she loves the actual color). She firmly believes that Cadbury Cream Eggs should be available all year round and not count against any diet.
