To Joe LaRue who tirelessly advised and supported and taught me the in’s and out’s of Hollywood. And is also just really cool.
To my early readers: Bethany who let me be her first. Tristina who loved Micah even when he was an idiot, and told me in all the nicest ways. Robyn and Jackie who followed me from MG to sexy times—what a ride. Lisa, Becky and Sue whose praise and support made me feel like a real author.
To Bob DiForio, my agent, for taking the chance on this little story I loved so much, and to Holly Atkinson, my editor, for making it ten times what it was.
To Gen and the WrAHMs and especially the NAturals—my touchstones, my partners in kink, my best friends.
To Tom, my husband, friend, and lover, who finds his way in every book whether I planned it or not. To my kids, who should be reading but aren’t allowed to read this book. To my mom, who supports and loves me more than she should (and also isn’t allowed to read this).
To my Readers who’ve made my amazing life possible.
To my Creator, who gives me the words and looks out for me even when I’m walking the line.