With no home, no job, and her small amount of money dwindling too quickly, Sarah ran. Knowing the terror that would follow, she took the only refuge available to her, an unfinished house she'd inherited. She didn't know she would also inherit a long legged hunk of good looking man that would set off every buried desire she'd ever had. Her vow to never practice witchcraft again ended when the terror threatened Dem. You should let sleeping witches lie.