Back Cover - Gena's face grew pale with shock. It couldn't be Rhyder. Not after all these years. But there was no mistaking the tall, darkly tanned figure moving meanacingly nearer.
Like a child, a young, naive Gina had once worshipped Rhyder Owens. But her desire for him, even the, had been like a woman's. Gina was older now, an intelligent, sophisticated lawyer. Yet she felt the waves of panic rising inside her. "Why did you have to come back to Maine?" I don't want you here All I want to do is forget.
"You couldn't possibly have forgotten that you are my wife1".