Urn For Me

When you're in the business of death, things are pretty, well, dead. Even with a motorcycle club hanging around these days, things are pretty chill or least they were until Rocco Franks walked through the doors of Brooks Mortuary and Cremation."e;I'm the new owner."e;Dorothy's world is sent into a tailspin, and Rocco is all to blame.It would be so easy to hate Rocco if it weren't for his sexy smirk, devilish humor, and... soul stealing kisses. *facepalm*Gah! Falling for her new boss is not at all what Dorothy needs, but when it feels so right how can she not feel the urn, uh, I mean burn for Rocco?