Overview

Widowed far too young and trapped in endless nights of unrest, Cordelia Sanders hires a private wet nurse for comfort—nothing more. Flora’s warm presence in her bed is supposed to quiet the widow’s mind, ease her trembling, help her sleep.

But the sleepy hours between midnight and dawn become something else entirely.

Cordelia cannot ignore the soft scent of milk on Flora’s skin, or the way her full, aching curves press against her in the dark. Flora tries to remain professional, but every whispered breath against her chest threatens to break her vow. When Cordelia’s lips nearly find what they both hunger for, the line between comfort and desire becomes perilously thin.

Soon the widow is craving more than solace.
Soon the wet nurse is fighting more than temptation.

And when one forbidden touch finally shatters the distance between them, neither woman can pretend it was ever just about sleep.

A lush, erotic sapphic Victorian love story about longing, touch, and the vows we break for desire.