Josh Campbell might not have been the man of her dreams, but he fit Heather Sinclair's fantasies just fine! When the brawny Yank, who looked as if he could wield a sword as powerfully as any clansman, stopped on a deserted road to give her a ride, she played a mischievous Scottish lass to the hilt, beguiling the moody but fascinating man whose gaze hid inner demons... and hinted at a dangerous passion she'd never known. Josh felt his depression lift after months of despair, but he was too cynical to succumb to this delectable minx's appeal... or was he? Seizing her lips with abandon, heady with triumph at her surrender, Josh was irresistibly drawn to Heather--but still doubted he could ever make her happy. She'd adored luring this modern-day Viking into her sensual web, but feared that enjoying being swept away meant losing her hard-won independence, that fate would stand between her and everlasting love. Were she and Josh finally ready to play for keeps?
