Eden McAllister shivered under the majestic ponderosa pines. What should she do? Stay? Go? She had come to Lassiter House to prove herself as an architect, to build a splendid resort hotel on the edge of Lake Shasta. She had thought she would give anything for the opportunity... until she came face-to-face with Steven Lassiter himself.
How simple her ambitions now seemed, how deceptively innocent the magnificent wilderness around her. Steven lashed out at her in bitterness. His troubled young daughter reached out for love and comfort. Was he the devil incarnate? Surely he was the serpent in her garden, and she was tempted-- tormented by kisses that ignited turbulent passions and a dangerous hope.
How simple her ambitions now seemed, how deceptively innocent the magnificent wilderness around her. Steven lashed out at her in bitterness. His troubled young daughter reached out for love and comfort. Was he the devil incarnate? Surely he was the serpent in her garden, and she was tempted-- tormented by kisses that ignited turbulent passions and a dangerous hope.
