Lucia had never believed in reading blogs because she had the notion that very little of them ought to be believed.

Still, if even a tenth of what she read was credible, Damon Walter was one of the world’s sexiest men—with an insatiable appetite for the world’s sexiest women.

There didn’t seem to be a single actress, model, or female recording artist under the age of forty that he hadn’t had a fling with. And if those were the ones worthy of being written about, how many hundred had he bedded who were not?

Heavens.

She read until far into the night. And finally, she shoved her phone onto the...