Is it possible to fall in love in the afterlife?

The last thing Piper Malko ever expected was to have her life snatched away so early. When she wakes up on the front steps of her brownstone to a rose-colored facsimile of her world, she is forced to come to grips with her demise. Why is she still trapped on her street, though? Was there a debate as to her final destination? Any attempt to ask the gauzy pedestrians passing by goes unheard. No one notices her. Until she sees him—over six feet of well-defined humanity staring back at her from across the street.

Russell Hughes is dead. He can remember the impact of the car. But there was no bright light. No portal to the beyond. Instead, everything around him is pink. Except for her. The attractive woman across the street.

Together, Piper and Russ try to piece together the crime that killed two strangers on the same road. If they can find their killer, then maybe they can escape this rosy limbo.

But will leaving purgatory tear them apart…just as they're falling in love?


“So, trusting you—” Piper’s voice broke through. “—was not a given. I don’t care
what world we’re in.  I don’t care that you’re the only person here. I am independent. A loner. And could easily remain that way in this rosy paradise.” She flailed her hand. “I don’t need you.” Her eyes flashed. “I want you.”
     A vortex of memories whirled with dizzying speed inside Russ’s mind. School hand-holding. Girlfriends. His failed relationship with his fiancĂ©. Unfulfilling rebounds.
     Piper. In his arms. Sleeping on a sagging couch.
     Piper. On his lap. Holding her head as he tried to soothe her pain.
     Piper. Sleeping on a pillow beside him.
     Love you—
     In black lace. 
     “I was just about to make love to you.”
     Air dragged in across her lower lip, making it quiver.
     “But you heard tires. You hear the past. Making love to me is the future.” Long lashes lowered as she added, “I hope.”
     Those last words tugged at the corners of his lips. 
     “I hope so too. I’m hoping for the near future.”
     Piper looked up. “Real near future.”
     “I’m standing here with no shirt on.”
     “That amps up the timeline for sure.”
     Past be damned.
     The future be untold.
     In this rose-colored limbo—only they existed. They were the rulers of this world. The deciders of this fate.
     “You don’t have to be a loner, Piper. You don’t have to be alone.” His hands slid into her hair and he urged her head back so that he could kiss her. Slow. Long. Forever. “Because I want you too.”




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USA TODAY bestselling author, Maureen A. Miller worked in the software industry for fifteen years. She crawled around plant floors in a hard hat and safety glasses hooking up computers to behemoth manufacturing machines. The job required extensive travel. The best form of escapism during those lengthy airport layovers became writing.

Maureen’s first novel, WIDOW'S TALE, earned her a Golden Heart nomination in Romantic Suspense. After that, she became hooked to the genre. As hooked as she was, childhood fantasies still danced around in her head––little voices calling for her to write the young adult science fiction BEYOND series. To her it was still romantic suspense…just on another planet! She now divides her time between romantic suspense and young adult novels.

Maureen is a mother of a crazy Corgi, and a lover of mozzarella.

Find more about Maureen at www.maureenamiller.com
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