This is erotica. That’s because there’s a lot of hot sex. But it’s also a small town mystery with a diverse and fun cast of characters. Basically, this is a cozy-ish mystery with sex.
A risqué mystery.
The protagonist, Jenny Chase, is someone you want for a best friend: she’s smart, fun, loyal, hard-working. She’s the pretty girl you can’t hate because she’s so damn nice and friendly. But Jenny is ready to burst from her conventional cocoon and become a butterfly. After wallowing in a tepid relationship for years, she lustily lets herself go one afternoon, and it changes her life forever. She navigates obstacles. She is forced to live galaxies outside of her comfort zone, to reinvent her life. She toughs it out, metamorphosizing in the process, personally and professionally, living her life by a set of ever-changing rules. Her rules. She’s up for the challenge, and she’s getting good at it.
I give you, Jenny…
As the high tide rolls in, ankle deep now, Jenny wonders how, in just a few short weeks, she went from respected Miami district attorney moonlighting as a campaign manager to slut-shamed political outcast stranded naked on a sandbar. No help in sight. She can’t die yet!
Terrified, she inches as far back into the mangroves as possible, but there’s no dry land, and the tide will continue to rise for hours. She thought of Jade, her best friend, who, depending on how you look at it, got her into this mess in the first place. Jorge, her boss. Maybe he’ll get some sympathy votes if her worst nightmare comes true and she is swept out to sea and eaten alive by bloodthirsty sharks. Spencer. She didn’t know what to make of Spencer except that she can’t stop fantasizing about him since their trysts, even though he double-crossed her.
And the murder! She can’t die not having solved the murder she is suspected of! But most of all, she thinks of the underhanded bitch who convinced her to hop on the back of that wave runner in the first place. Or was he the one who orchestrated it all?
Some say you go to Key West to disappear. That’s what she wanted. But not this way…