There’s a presence in the attic, malevolent, waiting. When Bennie’s aunt passes away, he’s given the task of sorting her things before the estate sale. But the chore that should have been a pleasant visit to the past becomes a nightmare for him and his longtime lover Jordan as the dark presence in the attic seeks a new home in them.<br><br>Their once gentle and sensual love turns to a dark passion, hard and rough and hurtful. Jordan sees the change, but will his love be strong enough to save them?

Costumes

Bennie’s smile was sheepish. “Sorry. Knocked it off the shelf.”


They looked at the broken music box at Jordan’s feet, somehow still playing its haunting melody. Bennie’s face brightened. “Oh, something pretty.” He jumped off the dresser and retrieved a gold chain from the splinters.


Jordan stared at the old fashioned skeleton key in Bennie’s hand, and for some unknown reason a shiver ran through him.


“Put it down. I’m not through with you,” he coaxed. Bennie seemed captivated by the keepsake, his gaze slightly dazed when Jordan shook his arm. Blinking his eyes into focus, Bennie gave him a brilliant smile and slipped the gold chain over his neck, the black metal key resting obscenely against his leanly muscled chest. Jordan wanted to rip it off him.


Chapter 2