“She smells like flowers—the dangerous ones that bloom in the night and occasionally eat unsuspecting bystanders.”

Scorpio is a retired punk-rock singer and the baddest wedding logistics coordinator in the biz. She has a style. Spiky hair, chains, and unending attitude.

Harlan is the big, tough, tats-and-leather manager of Fettered, Seattle’s best BDSM club. He’s curious what might be under Scorpio’s spikes, and he’s got infallible instincts where subs are concerned.

Or he thought he did. Until a certain flower eats them in the night.