Phantasma (Wicked Games, #1)

by Kaylie Smith

“This is gorgeous,” she said as she gaped down at the elaborate garment, brushing her hands over the butter-soft fabric of the skirts. “Where is it from?” “My fantasies.” He winked.

“I think you might be the closest to heaven I’ll ever get,” he whispered.

And this was not a melding of their bodies, but their souls.

“In a different life, in a fair one, I would’ve kept you until my eternal soul withered away to dust,” he vowed to her.