When Lance Garrett hired on at the MacDowell spread, the handsome Southerner was sure he'd be taming broncs and roping steers. But he nearly quit when he learned his job was to teach the boss's high-spirited daughter some genteel manners.
MaLou's lips were swollen from Lance's kisses, she was breathless with excitement, and now a flickering flame of desire had begun to warm her belly with a new and even more compelling sensation. She pressed closer still, thinking that if she could just hold him more tightly the gnawing need he had awakened within her would be satisfied, but she found precisely the opposite to be true.