As she looked at Henk Hofstra, Natasha realized several things at once. He was too good-looking, too charming, the kind of man for whom a woman fell with a crash and never got up again. A man like her ex-fiance, a zany charmer who'd loved her-and left her.
Natasha wasn't about to let that happen to her again. Yet the harder she pushed Henk away, the closer he came. He was maddening-and to her horror, completely irresistible.