BACK COVER: With only weeks left until her society wedding, brid-to-be Peachy Lofton fled Manhattan for the West Virginia backwoods - only to find herself staring down at shotgun at Bronson West.
One look at her spike heels and Bronson knew the woman dind't have a drop of down-home humanity in her soul. What she had was the audacity to start sassing him, and he silenced her with his favorite remedy - a sizzling kiss.
His lips spoke of passion as old as the mountains themselves, and his scent was headier than the fresh country air. Bronson tasted of fate - her fate...
But Peachy was already engaged to marry another man and save her family's ailing business - in just five short weeks.