Davida Sinclair was a woman with a mission. She'd come home, determined to save the family business if it was the last thing she ever did. Okay, so the place was a pillow factory, but people needed to sleep, didn't they? And there was no reason she couldn't make this work- except for interfereing Jonathan Marshall.
Pillows? For goodness' sake, Jonathan couldn't figure Davida out. After all, this was the nineties, and there were more profitable ways to feather your nest. Besides, while Davida was busy stuffing pillows, she was also making it clear that she thought he was a stuffed shirt- and worse!
But then he took a second look at Davida, and suddenly using those pillows became an awfully nice idea...

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