![]() ![]() I only want to see one thing in my bedroom at night, and when I’m called home to help Sheriff Stone on an investigation, he actually stops frowning for a minute, and my teenage fantasies get very real. Yes, I take pictures of dead things, but I don’t see them in my bedroom at night. Trust me, I know crazy, but I’m just plain ole Britt Bailey, Shania Twain-loving, non-magical forensic photographer. ![]() And my dad died in a failed escape-artist attempt (that my mother is convinced was a murder). It doesn’t help that my grandmother (the mayor) is a former magician, and my mom is a psychic (sort-of). Especially since he's sort-of my new boss. The last thing I should do is sleep with him. He’s the oldest of the Stone brothers, and his “by the book” family has battled mine for control of our small town for generations. Aiden Stone is a six-foot-two former Marine with a permanent scowl, dark hair, and dreamy blue eyes. ![]()
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