Shira Wen is the daughter of a prominent archaeologist who happened upon a clue to not just the origins of mankind, but to the magic that dwells among us. Unfortunately, his theories cost him his reputation, and then his life.

When Kai Vand shows up on her doorstep, Shira decides he’s far too threatening to take a chance on. There’s something other-worldly about the reclusive millionaire, and his powerful frame and sea-blue eyes make her entirely too off-balance.

Unfortunately, Kai has an agenda and he’s not going to let her get away that easily, no matter how many times she runs…

Once Shira reached her room, she located her satchel, double-checking the contents inside. She didn’t dare risk going back through the hotel – he was sure to see her. They were only on the second floor, and if she looped a bedsheet through the railing around the balcony, she should be able to shimmy down. How far was it to the ground, anyway? She stepped out onto the balcony to take a look over the edge.

And she walked smack into Kai.

“Going somewhere?”

“Kai.” She stood, shifting uneasily from foot to foot.

“You’re running again.”

“I can’t – I just – ” She didn’t even know how to explain what she was feeling. She turned on her heel and walked back into the room. Kai was right behind her, reaching for her arm and spinning her around.

“You’ve got to stop this.”

“I can’t do this, Kai.” She could barely speak over the lump in her throat.

“You’re frightened,” he said. “This is all strange and new and terrifying. It’s unsettling. But the best way to deal with that is to face it head-on.”

She looked down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes. “I can’t,” she said again.

Kai pulled her into him, reaching up to cup her face. “You’ve got to stop running from me. From this.”

“I don’t know what you expect after all that’s happened,” Shira said. “None of this is going to get any better.”

“Maybe not,” he allowed. “But right now, it’s a beautiful night, the sky is full of stars, and you and I have unfinished business. The choice is yours.” His thumb stroked delicately along her jawline. “You can keep running, but I’m going to keep finding you. Or you can give it up and realize that sometimes, destiny picks us for a reason.”

She glared at him. “I could knock you on your ass again.”

He gave her a slow, easy grin. “Go ahead.”

“Damn you…” she mumbled, even as she twined her arms around his neck.

And she was still saying it as his lips closed over hers.

That was just a tease for Seasinger – coming January of 2016!