A Deewana Got Me: Katrina

In daylight, I'm the picture of the perfect widow-crisp, elegant, every hair in place. But at night, my husband's ghost haunts more than just these hollow halls. Our bedroom held blazing passion outsiders never saw...and losing that heady thrill left a void I'm starting to fear I'll never fill. Then he finds me-Giri, the bashful boy who's carried his innocent torch for me since youth. Except he's not so boyish anymore.
The years have transformed him into a man with the confidence to pursue old dreams. And I, the once-untouchable object of his worship, find myself sorely tempted. But Giri remains untried in love's intricate dance...can I school him in pleasure's nuances without someone getting hurt?For I am Katrina, keeper of secrets. To all who know me, I am perfect poised propriety. But behind my windows' watchful eyes, a woman undefined by dutiful roles wants to come out and play...if only for a night.
The question is, will we survive when she finally does?