When offered a housesitting job at a Malibu mansion, I leap at the chance. A view of the ocean and a quiet place to paint means my last summer before finishing art school might be my best one yet. But things change the moment I arrive. Someone’s watching me. I should be scared. Instead, I’m turned on. Someone is lurking the shadows and it’s making me bold in ways I’ve never been before. Maybe it’s not a creative outlet I need… maybe it’s a sexual one.