Why ever would her new house be haunted? It was just a hangman's house, next to the Hanging Oak on Savannah's Hangman's Square, with an enormous cemetery nearby. Now all Viveca Stanhope needed to complete the spooky scene was a few black spiders and cobwebs.
Instead she got a phantom. In her bathtub. A ghost who insisted on whispering sweet nothings in her ear every time she sank into the bubbles.

But it was her enigmatic neighbor who really made Viveca shiver at night--for a completely different reason. Maxwell Beecher had the uncanny ability to make Viveca forget her past and look toward the future. Not even a spectral lover could compare to the wicked delights she found in Max's arms. Still, Viveca had ideas of her own--and a plan to exorcise both mischievous scoundrels. But she hadn't counted on Max's passionate determination to make a place for himself in her life. She had a sneaking suspicion that her phantom of the bathtub would soon have to move over for a new man in the house.