supplying the british soldiers with faulty footwear was maggie myer's small but satisfying way of helping her fellow Patriots fight for independence. But when the beautiful bootmaker was caught stealing enemy supplies by Redcoat captain Grayson Thayer, she knew she'd finally landed in big trouble. For the tall, breathtakingly handsome officer would not be easy to elude... and after looking into his piercing blue eyes and feeling the heat of his lean, hard embrace, Maggie wasn't sure escape was what she wanted. He said he would free her for the price of a kiss, but, somehow Maggie knew that once his lips met hers, she'd belong to him forever!
Grayson Thayer was tired of living a lie. Seven years was long enough to gather information for the rebels while pretending to be a loyal officer in his Magisty's army. If only he could tell Maggie the truth... not that she'd care. The little mercenary would sell her wares to either side for a profit. Not the sort of woman a man couldtrust, but, trust had little to do with pleasure. He would sample the silken wonders of her creamy flesh, taste the wild honey of her beckoning lips, and leave her trembling with the sensual power of a patriot's passion.
Grayson Thayer was tired of living a lie. Seven years was long enough to gather information for the rebels while pretending to be a loyal officer in his Magisty's army. If only he could tell Maggie the truth... not that she'd care. The little mercenary would sell her wares to either side for a profit. Not the sort of woman a man couldtrust, but, trust had little to do with pleasure. He would sample the silken wonders of her creamy flesh, taste the wild honey of her beckoning lips, and leave her trembling with the sensual power of a patriot's passion.
