Follow Me

Claire Islington has everything. Her boyfriend is a handsome doctor who adores her. She owns her own successful business in Boston. Only a selfish fool would complain or want more. And yet Claire does. For seven years, she’s been haunted by desire. That’s how long it’s been since she allowed herself to chase her dream. Then, it almost killed her. That was the last time she felt his touch. It was the last—and only—time they made love. Her body still aches with the memory.

Oh yes, she still feels her dream lover—tingling beneath her skin, in the tips of her fingers and in the roots of her hair. She opens her mouth and he breathes inside her. And she feels him in other places. Her soul echoes the refrain, “Love is enough,” and yearns for a long-denied fulfillment. But to follow is to follow a ghost: across the sea, to another land, to another time, to the nineteenth-century English midlands and a point where lives collide. To follow is to give up what Claire knows for the hope of what can be.