She'd forgotten what it felt like to ache for someone—until William's eyes met hers across the art studio and her body remembered everything. At forty-six and fifty-two, they're both starting over, both terrified of losing themselves again. But when he leans close and tells her exactly what he wants to do to her—how he wants to taste her, learn every sound she makes, take his time—slow becomes the most erotic promise she's ever heard. This is about rediscovering desire after years of feeling invisible. About his hands finally on her skin after weeks of wanting. About choosing yourself and someone else, and learning that the best intimacy is built deliberately—through honesty and patience, pleasure and fear, breath by breath, choice by choice.