Every time Sandy met Richard Gearing, he ended up soaking wet - and it was all her fault! First she knocked the smoky-voiced professor with Greek god muscles into a parking lot puddle, then she drenched him in the stream that ran between their homes. But no amount of icy water could cool the white-hot flare of desire he felt for this lovely enchantress. She captivated him, renewed him, tempted him to distraction, but how could he persuade her their attraction was more than mere flirtation, that their passion had a future? Sandy reveled in the potent pleasure of his embrace, in the breathless joy she felt when he promised to make her his, but she feared that the price of being cherished was losing herself. She'd failed at marriage once before and vowed she'd be no man's possession ever again, but alone had never been so lonely. Once Rick had kindled his flame in her heart, was she brave enough to fuel it with love everlasting?

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