55M years of resolve. And only one man can break it.
Fifty-five million years. In that length of time, you’d think Esther Summers could’ve found a man.
Thing is, she didn’t want to die.
But once she’s confronted with a danger that she had almost forgotten about, it will take every resource she has to keep herself from being ended. Her wits. Her powers. Her talents. Her circle of witch friends.
And one hotter-than-sin heat and air guy, Alan Hamlet. No HVAC unit on the planet could cool off the fire he lights inside her.
In all her years of survival in Earth’s dimension, Ez never factored in the desire she’d have for Alan, or the idea that any human could get that close to her. But Alan throws every switch in her sex-starved body and love-starved heart. Worse yet, every time she turns around, there he is, acting as her protector, as if that’s his job.
As if he knows.