Folks in town call him a monster--say he's dangerous.
But I know him simply as Elijah Hays, the quiet, gentle giant who works with the horses on my ranch.
I can feel him watching me, that steady intense gaze making me crave things I don't quite understand, burn in a way that frightens me.
He's always kept his distance.
until that night.
I remember him coming to my rescue, me following him into the barn, giving him his first taste of a woman, and his inexperienced yet barely controll.