\n \nI've known every kind of pain. Of the heart. Of the body. Of the soul. All I want now is the freedom that comes from making my art.\n \n \n \nThe last thing I expected was Hollywood royalty to waltz into my gallery in a small town in the middle of nowhere and see me.\n \n \n \nA man like Boden Cavanaugh shouldn't understand me. Shouldn't be able to soothe my most ragged edges. Even worse, he makes me want the one thing I can't have. Him.\n \n \n \nAll it takes is one spark, and friendship catches flame. But as our attraction burns bright, there are forces desperate to send us back into the darkness. And they've already killed before...\n