For a self-proclaimed serial monogamist with a moral compass calibrated to the 1950s, Epiphany Jones has a disturbing obsession. She can’t stop fantasizing about the enigmatic funeral director who helped her make the final arrangements for her dear departed grandmother. And though he fits the tall, dark, and handsome stereotype—at least in a well-dressed, meticulously groomed sort of way—she finds no reasonable explanation for her persistent fascination.
There’d never been any question David Briar would take over for his father when the time came. But if growing up in a funeral home had taught him anything, it was that the family business was no place for a family. He’d made a decision a long time ago. The Briar legacy of grief needed to end with him.
By a twist of fate, Ephie and David both enroll in Stranger than Fiction, an adult education class offered at a nearby technical school. They quickly discover sharing stories leads to more than constructive criticism. Blindsided by desires as impossible to deny as resist, they stumble into an affair, one with a built-in expiration date. But as naughty daydreams become fiery reality, hidden longings are exposed. And David and Ephie will be forced to decide if love isn’t worth a little complication.