Especially one who promises you a night you'll never forget.

One night.

No exchanging names.

No exchanging numbers.

That was the deal we made.

I was moving away. I'd never see him again and I wanted to leave Sun Valley with zero regrets.

Only I got more than I bargained for and nine months later delivered a bundle of joy complete with ten tiny fingers and ten perfect toes.

A year and a half later, I'm back.

And this Devil is no longer the devil in my dreams. Now he haunts my nightmares.

He's savage.

He's sinful.

And I'm barely a blip on his radar.

I came with good intentions. Determined to tell him the truth. But with so much on the line, I'm beginning to reconsider.

Because making a deal with the devil again just might be another mistake.