“Bare yourself to me,†he said. I didn’t want a will of my own. His voice was my thought and action.
Always alone with her fertile imagination and a dusty book in her hand, Sasha hates Valentine’s Day with a passion. Because she’s young and inexperienced. Because she’s never had a boyfriend or a bouquet of flowers arrive at her door. It’s the one day a year that single people get relentlessly reminded of their lonely status.
Her luck changes when a desperate prayer to Cupid gains the hard and unprotected attention of a man she’s never met. She begs for a man, but ends up with a god. One intent on piercing her innocence and getting her pregnant with his divine seed.
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