SHE THOUGHT SHE COULD LIVE WITHOUT LOVE . . .
Charlotte Butterworth, the red-haired beauty of Two Trees, Texas, had sworn she’d never let a man touch her. Guarding her secret, she kept her word . . . until the day she interrupted a hanging party in her own front yard. Suddenly a bold blue-eyed stranger was in her custody, taking charge of her farm, challenging her at every turn. Captivated by his raw masculine virility, she hardened her will. She swore to resist as his eyes undressed her and she burned with a secret hunger for his love.
HE WOULDN’T LET HER GO ANOTHER DAY WOTHOUT IT . . .
Walker Reed knew what Charlotte needed better than she did herself — a man’s attentions. She’d saved his life, and before he left for California he meant to return the favor . . . to awaken her to the feminine passions she so fiercely denied and to show her how good it could be between a man and a woman. He never imagined she could become a fever in his blood, or that the memory of her trembling with pleasure in his bed could haunt him wherever he roamed. He intended to pay his debt of gratitude . . . and ride away.