Stanton Adore — T.L. Swan

Holiday romances are supposed to be fun…..and quick…….not burned into your damn brain. My skin is branded with her name, my heart is branded with her betrayal and now seven years later I have been forced to return to find that she is just as perfect as ever, the ultimate temptation. I don't want her and I definitely can't have her. I just need to get my libido to keep up with my brain.