Delaney Most days, I feel like a complete fraud. I'm a romance writer whose only lover in the last decade has needed a constant supply of AA batteries. When I told my closest friends I was going to find a lover, I didn't plan to actually follow through. I certainly didn't expect to have mind-blowing sex with Sebastian, a much too young man I met while shopping for a new vibrator. The scenario was even too extreme for one of my books. It...