I have never been able to get over Josiah DeMille.He was strictly off-limits, but the memory of him has haunted me for close to a decade.The way he looked.The way he smelled.The way his lips felt pressed against mine, even when they shouldn’t have been.I gave up trying to forget him years ago.He’s become nothing more than painful lyrics sang from the deepest parts of myself.Now he’s back, and he’s everything I remember him to be and more—a malt perfectly aged in an oak barrel.But there are dark secrets between us.And temptation too strong to ignore.Josiah DeMille is still off-limits, but he’s intent on making his presence known in my life all over again.Will he still want me when he learns the truth?And where will that leave us once the secrets come out?