[Burn 02] • Burn 2

Praise for 'Burn':

"It's rare to find a book that lives up to its name. Steele concocts some awesomely colorful characters, and not just hero and heroine. I truly felt something for everyone in this story, whether it was empathy and hope, or mad hatred."          Desuvius

"I loved the relationship that these two form, and I am itching to find out what secrets Abby is hiding."                                                            Brittany

WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF THE MAN YOU LOVE IS BEING CHARGED WITH THE MURDER OF YOUR FEMALE BOSS?

Abby Holt's world is falling apart. Her boyfriend, Devon, has been charged with the murder of his sex client, who also happens to be her boss at the ceramic store.

As Devon is jailed for a crime he insists he did not commit, Abby has to confront her personal secrets to acquire the money to post bail. Then an unexpected visitor shows up, turning their world upside down.

BURN 2 is the sequel to BURN, a very sensual New Adult romance. It is approximately 34,000 words. It contains delicious twists and turns in the story of an unusual relationship between a runaway heiress and an artist who moonlights as a male prostitute.BOOKS IN THIS SERIES: Burn Burn 2

EXCERPT:

"So you saw her when she was very much alive?"

"Yes, she was."

Devon stops to recollect his thoughts. Pat watches his face carefully. Rachel Krieg's body is at the coroner's now, and they soon would have her time of death.

Devon goes on, "She was dressed in a mauve silk robe. She told me to come in. I did. I headed for the playroom, as I always do, undressing as I walked."

"Was anyone else in the apartment?"

"Not that I know of."

"Are you sure?"

He pauses to contemplate this. "Yes, very."

"What happened next?"

His Adam's apple moves like a mouse down his long throat. He has a very graceful neck, she notices.

"She asked me to enter the playroom. And so I did. I was naked by then."

"Completely naked?"

"Yes, I believe so."

"Are you sure?"

"What difference does it make whether or not I'm completely naked?"

Pat regards his stormy green eyes. "Because the police found a bracelet on the floor of the corridor outside the playroom. It is made out of little shells. Is it yours?"

He flinches for a moment. His complexion goes deathly pale.

"Yes," he whispers.