Still Aching: An Erotic Later in Life Romance for Women Over Sixty (Second Heat)

She hadn't been touched in ten years. He'd been noticing her for three. Every evening at six, the pool empties and Catherine takes the chair under the umbrella. Sixty-five. Retired. Divorced from a man who stopped looking at her long before he left. She has built a life that requires no one, and she has gotten very good at it. Daniel takes the chair beside her. Forty-two. Divorced. He fixes her shelves, he reads her books, and he is, she has decided, simply being kind. He isn't. One honest conversation ends the pretending — and what she admits out loud changes everything. Not that she's lonely. That she's hungry. That she's spent a decade performing a life without desire and can't do it for one more day. He doesn't reassure her. He tells her exactly what he sees. What follows is a single weekend away and the discovery that the part of herself she buried was never dead — only sleeping. That being wanted is easy. Being seen is the terrifying part. And that waking up means finally having something to lose. Twenty-three years apart. Fifty feet between their doors. Nothing careful left between them. Still Aching — a raw, tender love story about late-life desire and the courage it takes to stop managing your own heart. This one doesn't fade to black. For adult readers.