They were two very different people, but Stacey wasn't sure that regret was what she felt in Jordan's arms. Exhilaration? Perhaps. Fear? Maybe a little. Wonder? Definitely. Love...?
But what did the reserved and conservative Jordan feel? Stacey knew she was more than he'd ever bargained for. But Jordan's cool manner was belied by the look in his brilliant green eyes, the masked urgency in his carefully controlled touch. Like the wild animals Stacey cared for, it would take time to win Jordan's trust-and to trust him herself. Time-and some help from her furry friends.