“I loved that word: decadent. Unrestrained self-gratification. Indulgence.”
Set in modern day France, this contemporary piece is written in sensual prose that tells of a girl starting afresh by moving to Paris.
“I moved for adventure. I crossed the ocean for discovery. I moved for the pastries and baguettes. I arrived on foreign soil for the sexy Frenchmen and the Eiffel Tower.”
And sexy Frenchmen she did get. He moves into the building directly across from her. Thus begins their incredibly naughty mutual seduction, a flirtatious game played across neighboring windows.
“This slightly dangerous liaison was all about sight and imagination.”
Artful voyeurism at its best, the two volley between windows, each act bolder than the next. Readers are exposed to an incredibly honest insight into the inner workings of women. Told entirely from her point of view, the man and woman never actually exchanges any words at all. Imagination leads to intimacy, build upon mere acquaintanceship and zero expectation that they will ever end up as anything more.
At the end of the night, with a flick of the wrist, the curtains are drawn and so keeps the relationship at its best – at a distance.
First in a trilogy, Renae has me hooked already. Cliffhangers be damned, bring on the second book please!
If Window were made into a movie, I would love to have these people casted:
An erotic romance behind glass…
The first time she sees her new neighbor, his sexy smile arouses her curiosity—and her desires. His hard, chiseled muscles and playful invitations are irresistible.
Bared before their windows, framed and displayed above the streets of Paris, they embark upon a provocative affair. Their daring game of exhibitionism lures her back for more and more, and she quickly realizes he is the man she has dreamed about.
Yet she’s never heard his voice. Never felt his touch. Never thought she’d experience something this exquisite.
Or this bold…
WINDOW is the first book in the Paris Secrets trilogy