The Measure of Want (Casa da Linha Book 1)
By Sage Hayes
[US Sale] Marta Duarte has spent thirty years being the most composed woman in the room. Fifty-two, precise, privately exhausted by her own self-control — she has managed her divorce practice, her marriage, and now her menopause with the same careful competence. She does not lose things. She schedules them.
She did not schedule this.
When a careless lie at a community gathering leaves Marta claiming she won't arrive at her daughter's wedding alone, the woman standing beside her is Rowan Ke...
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[US Sale] Marta Duarte has spent thirty years being the most composed woman in the room. Fifty-two, precise, privately exhausted by her own self-control — she has managed her divorce practice, her marriage, and now her menopause with the same careful competence. She does not lose things. She schedules them.
She did not schedule this.
When a careless lie at a community gathering leaves Marta claiming she won't arrive at her daughter's wedding alone, the woman standing beside her is Rowan Kelly — tattooed, openly queer, achingly patient — a portrait photographer who has spent years helping midlife women see beauty in the bodies they thought they had lost. Rowan knows the arrangement. She has been someone's useful secret before, and she knows exactly what it costs.
What begins as a performance — a weekend in the Douro Valley, a borrowed story, a manageable deception — becomes something Marta has no framework for. Not the heat of the fittings, when Rowan's hands are at her zipper and her voice is close and unhurried. Not the specific hunger that arrives during a fake date and refuses to behave like fiction. Not queer desire arriving at fifty-two, insistent and undeniable and far too specific to blame on the wine.
Rowan has agreed to play a role. She has not agreed to disappear.
Marta has spent a lifetime being admired. She has never let herself be wanted in daylight.
The wedding is in six days. The question isn't whether she feels it. It's whether she will stop pretending she doesn't.
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