"What suits me?" He walks over and slides his hands across my waist, my body reacting wildly to his scent and warmth. "I suit you. I suit you with my body engulfing yours so that you and I don't exist, and it's just us." His lips mere inches away from my ear; his promximity making warmth tingle below my abdomen. "And don't you forget it." I could feel the smirk form on his face. Iris works in an aesthetically pleasing magical bookstore, but does she know the truth about it? Elijah does. And he would do anything to find a book that would cure his curse. Read this story to find out if elijah gets the book and if that is really the cure of his curse. NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: the romance will take a little while to simmer up, this is a slow burn!