For a Croyant, Felix Valasay lives a charmed life of blender drinks and pleasuring women, so he's less than thrilled to be interrupted mid-hookup by notorious Croyant straight arrow, Sayblee Safipour. If Felix is pleasure first, business later, Sayblee is business first, last, and always. She'd been the smart one in their magic classes, the one he couldn't impress, couldn't win over with a smile or a compliment or twelve, the one he'd wanted so desperately. Now he has the chance to wake up to her beautiful, calm face, to smell the sweetness of her skin, to be this close to those maddening curves Lothario. Cad. Casanova. Sayblee doesn't need magic to find the right words to describe Felix Valasay. Figures she'd find him 'entertaining' when they have important Council business to attend to - setting a trap in Paris for the most dangerous, powerful sorcier their world has ever known. To do that they will need to hide in plain sight, living together like an ordinary Moyenne couple, using no magic at all. Keeping her mind shut against the dark forces trying to find them is tough. But keeping Felix's hot body and make-you-melt smiles out of her thoughts is nearly impossible. And sometimes the only way to avoid temptation is to yield to it...