Crashing at the Cougar’s
A broke grad student housesitting for her best friend’s divorced mom. A forty-six-year-old woman who hasn’t been touched in three years. One stolen bottle of Sancerre. ~72K words of high-heat FF age-gap romance with forced proximity, forbidden desire, and a summer affair that refuses to stay casual. 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ Inferno heat. HEA guaranteed.