My name is Willow Masters. I’m a senior in college, I’m smart and I keep to myself. I haven’t had an “incident” in years. What all of these facts have in common is that none of them made any difference when it came to Ebon Daniels.
He started out as my sister’s date. I was instantly infatuated, but had no plans to do anything about it. I even managed to keep my feelings hidden when he took over my Modernist Literature class for the semester. The problems didn’t start until my sister took pages from my book—literal pages from a book I was writing—and gave them to the one person never intended to see them. That’s when the lies started. That’s also when I saw an opportunity to make my only dream become a reality.
So I took it.
And nothing will ever be the same again.
How could one lie spark a wildfire that burned down everything in its path? How could it get me all I ever wanted and then cost me everything that ever mattered?
It doesn’t seem possible, but it is. It’s possible, it’s true and it’s tragic. In my book, there is a happy ending, but I don’t know if my life will have the same outcome.
My name is Willow Masters and this is the story of how falling in love with my teacher nearly destroyed both of our lives.
And how it still might.
Willow is so different from Sage. Sage dresses provocatively, and wears makeup; she’s gorgeous, but he was only attracted to her physical appearance and not much else. Willow appears sweet and innocent on the outside, without a stitch of makeup and always conservatively dressed, but he now knows from her writings that there is a passionate, intense woman underneath. And he wants!
“In my defense, it’s not just Willow’s body that I want. It’s everything about her. I want to consume her. Mind, body, and soul. And the more I’m around her, the worse it gets.”