Moody -- Ward

<p><strong><em>From</em> New York Times <em>bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel.</em></strong></p><p>The day I showed up to Dax Moody's sprawling home, I had no idea what was coming.</p><p>As a traveling massage therapist, I was used to entering the houses of strangers.</p><p>But this assignment was different from any before it.</p><p>From the outside, I'd correctly assumed the owner was rich. What I<em> didn't</em> realize was that he would be younger than I'd imagined, single, stunningly gorgeous, and mysterious.</p><p>Despite the fact that Dax had booked a massage, it never actually happened, since our first appointment was unexpectedly cut short by a comedy of errors.</p><p>Certain I'd never see him again after that day, I'd done nothing but think about the captivating man.</p><p>To my surprise, he called a second time. That appointment, we talked a lot, developing a stronger connection. But once again, there was no actual massage.</p><p>The man I now affectionately called "Moody" kept calling me to come back.</p><p>It took three times before I finally gave him the massage he'd ordered. Let's just say it was challenging to keep things professional. I was extremely attracted to Dax, and by that time, I was falling hard.</p><p>Eventually, I'd find out why he'd been so aloof, the reason why he and I could never be together.</p><p>Our story was supposed to end there, but it didn't.</p><p>Instead, I was left perpetually longing for a forbidden man.<