“More fun than pillow fighting naked! Jennifer Stevenson’s The Brass Bed kept me up all night and left me smiling in the morning. I can’t wait for the sequel!”
—Vicki Lewis Thompson, New York Times bestselling author of Talk Nerdy to Me and Over Hexed

“Funny, frisky, and far out! Jennifer Stevenson’s writing is naughty and irresistible.” –Julie Kistler, author of Scandal

THE CURSE: Satisfy one hundred women or be trapped in a brass bed forever
Lord Randall was a lousy lover in 1811, so his magician-mistress turned him into a sex demon. Lucky for him, his bed fell into Clay’s hands.

THE CON: Sex therapy for women on an antique brass “treatment bed”
Clay has the perfect scam going, until that pesky, foxy fraud investigator Jewel comes sniffing around. Lucky for him, she has a soft spot for hunky con men.

THE CHOICE: Sex demon or sex fraudster?
Jewel is Randy’s hundredth woman. Now he says he’s her personal sex slave, and her case against the con artist is dissolving in a hail of hormones. Lucky for her, she’s a tough cop with a lusty libido.

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CHAPTER ONE
On a sizzling Monday afternoon in July, Jewel Heiss was serving a ticket on a convenience-store owner on Walton Street near Michigan Avenue, watching the smog over Lake Shore Drive turn pink, and trying to stake out The Drake Hotel across the street at the same time. Her boss had sent her to watch his wife, who also happened to be her best friend.

The Swiftymart owner whined, “Every time you come here, you ticket me. This is persecution. I’m gonna call the city.” He led her out the front door, looking over his shoulder at his Gold Coast customers paying too much for sliced cheese.

The guilty ones always attacked.

Jewel smiled sunnily. “Every time, your scale still isn’t fixed. Fix it and keep it fixed.” ...

ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jennifer Stevenson (www.jenniferstevenson.com) bought a bed last summer, but it wasn’t possessed. She loves dark chocolate, Chicago, and crows, and she would never buy cigarettes for pigeons.

After years of trying to be a fragile artiste, she has released her inner silliness. She lives in the Chicago area with her husband of thirty years and two cats. Her first novel, Trash Sex Magic, was longlisted for the Nebula Award in 2005 and 2006 and shortlisted for the Locus Awards Best First Novel in 2005.

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