BOOK DESCRIPTION With a beautiful new baby to love, Sophia's life should be complete. But Marc's need to protect his family is as strong as ever, and soon Sophia feels stifled. Against Marc's wishes, Sophia accepts a steamy new movie role, starring opposite well-known lady's man, Benjamin Van Rosen. Furious that Sophia would ignore his advice, Marc insists on being in the movie too. The movie company can hardly refuse Marc Blackwell – one of Hollywood's most respected stars, and a man who is known for being both sought-after and highly selective. At first, Sophia is angry that Marc is so controlling. But when she realises Marc will play the teacher to her student, she admits to being curious. Soon, obsession, love and desire become intertwined, as Marc and Sophia play out their forbidden romance – both on and off camera.
READER REVIEWS FOR THE IVY LESSONS "I fell in love with Marc Blackwell. This is the ultimate teacher student romance ..."***** "When will there be more from Marc and Sophia? LOVED this book!"***** "Beautiful story of forbidden love between a teacher and student."*****
BOOK EXTRACT The silver box glimmers from the mantelpiece. It's large and thick – the size of a heavy coffee-table book and just as heavy. I've been ignoring it for days now. You have to open it some time, says a little voice. I know. Through the farmhouse windows, I see rose buds on thorny stems. The grass is taller than it's been in a while, and pink and white blossom decorates the fruit trees. Spring. A time of new beginnings. I glance at Ivy, sleeping in her woven basket. She's getting too big for that basket now, but I like to have her with me. As close as possible, wherever I am. Sometimes, life feels so perfect that I can't believe I got so lucky. I'm married to one of Hollywood's greatest actors – my former teacher, and a man I am deeply, obsessively in love with. Marc Blackwell dotes on me, and is the perfect, protective father to our beautiful baby, Ivy. Our luxurious farmhouse is set on five acres of land, and surrounded by flowering, grassy gardens. Some of the bigger fruit trees will be perfect for a rope swing when Ivy grows up. And then of course, there are the horses for her to ride on. Security around the farmhouse is the best there is – no photographer or journalist can get near us. All in all, things should be amazing. And they are. Most of the time. But sometimes I feel like … oh, it's silly. Everything is perfect. And yet still the silver parcel glimmers.
