I’m spending the summer at the lake house I recently inherited from my grandma, trying to figure out my life, but I’m completely distracted by the reclusive author living next door. Noah is older, grumpy, and so handsome it hurts, and I want him to be my first.
There’s just one problem. A strange side effect of my grief has my body producing milk, and I’m terrified it will scare him away.
But when he discovers my secret, I’m shocked by what I see in his dark eyes. Not disgust, but a primal hunger. He wants to be the one to taste me, to take every drop I have to give.
But even that isn’t enough. He also wants to put a baby in me and claim me as his own.
This summer was supposed to be about finding myself, but instead, I’m about to find out what it means to be completely and utterly possessed.
