Lili’s luck is on the upswing. Her acting career is taking
off, she’s home in Edinburgh to perform in a high profile
Festival play, and romance is blossoming with her famous
leading man. The last thing she wants or expects on her
first night of passion in two years is her ex-husband
looming over her new lover’s shoulder, dripping blood on her
pristine sheets.
Rab, self-confessed hedonist and computer geek, has always
been a joker, but surely even he wouldn’t go to this length
to stop her getting laid—inventing a wild tale of being shot
dead and having to track down his own body.
Then again, there’s no logical explanation for why she’s the
only one who can see him. Why the police are knocking on her
door. And why Rab is still the only man who drives her
crazy, in bed and out.
All she knows is, it’s all still there. The fun and the
pain. The feelings that never really went away. She owes it
to him to never stop looking—even though finding him could
take him away for good...