MIND OVER MATTER
Some men send flowers, some send cards. But Chad was different. He sent his thoughts--literally!--by telepathy. Ever since Jennifer was a child, Chad had comforted her, teased her, and, as she grew into womanhood, loved her. It would have been perfect--except that she'd never laid eyes on him.
At least not until he needed her help. And that meant meeting--face to face, heart to heart. Was this rugged stranger silhouetted against the cabin door really her mystery lover? Then why, in so many ways, was he so disturbingly familiar?