Masquerade

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>As a photojournalist my comfort zone is behind the lens. A disengaged observer. That goes out the window when I'm forced to work with a man who makes my haven feel like a cage.</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Garrett Casey is the intoxicating lead of the provocative new Broadway production I've been assigned to cover. As a recovering alcoholic who battles demons even darker than mine his intensity is a danger to the shell I've built around the empty woman inside me. I vow to keep the brutally gorgeous actor at arm's length but he immediately pulls me into his orbit. I see myself every time I look into his haunted eyes. </span><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The pain he tries so hard to hide draws me closer making me crave the surrender I shouldn't want.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Garrett takes a wrecking ball to my fortress and I lack the power-or the will-to stop him. As my walls crumble around me I realize he just might be the only man strong enough to put me back together.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When my past threatens to shatter everything we've built the smoke and mirrors I've hidden behind are what could finally break me. A lie of omission is still a lie. </span><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>It will take more than the truth to prove our love is not a masquerade.</strong></p>