Some ghosts never stop haunting you. Mine wears the face of the only boy who ever knew the real me. His blood stains my conscience, and the guilt I carry keeps everyone in my life at arm's length. I don't deserve love. I don't deserve forgiveness. After what I've done, I only deserve the darkness. Then a handsome lumberjack of a stranger walks into my dance studio. And I crave him. I need him. Not to save me, or to fix me. I need him to help me forget. Just for a little while. Samson Buckingham is the perfect distraction. But getting involved is dangerous. Not because of his family ties or the violence he's clearly capable of, but because I promised myself I'd never let anyone get close again. And Samson is the only man who could make me risk unearthing the parts of me long buried…