That's the problem with screwing your boss once... maybe twice. And Maggie knows Jack Greenfellow is a great boss. A really great boss...really professional. Well most of the time...
Maggie Short enjoys working for Jack Greenfellow. He's incredibly handsome, sexy as hell, mysterious and on the odd occasion, even interested.
On the very odd occasion.
Maggie is still struggling to recover from a bang to the head, the kind of thing that happens if you are crazy enough to drive your car into a ditch on the shortest day of the year. Fiercely independent, Maggie is annoyed because the incident has resulted in people treating her as if she is now, suddenly, an exceptionally delicate individual. Puzzled, because it has also left her with some really strange memories from the night of the winter solstice.
Fire fairies, bonfires, magic, mayhem and the dark king of the fae.
And at the centre of it all...Jack Greenfellow.
A Jack Greenfellow that is very special.So special, that if she told anyone she would be back with the men in white coats again.
Something that is so not going to happen.
