âDonât try to be my hero. Donât care about me. Donât let go.â
Twenty-two-year-old Beatrice Stevens lives to dance. Two years ago she walked in on the picture of horror: after stabbing her mom 34 times, her father killed himself. She found his corpse still clutching at her momâs, determined not to let go of her even in death. Now Beatrice freaks out if sheâs hugged, loomed over, or receives attention from daddy-type guys. Unless sheâs dancing - the one thing that feeds her soul and saves her time after time.
Anthony Gowl wants Beatrice from the moment she bumps her adorable nose into his chest. That desire turns into a burning need after he sees her dance. But heâs the overprotective type - he canât help it, itâs part of him ever since his sister ODed seven years ago. His savior complex makes him the perfect opposite of what Beatrice needs.
But she canât seem to shake him. Heâs both scary and exciting, even when he kneels at her feet. And the closer he gets, the more that toxic waste in her soul threatens to explode.
Sensuality Level: Hot