Lithe, honey-haired Townsend Grey was at home on England's for-enshrouded fen-until she came face to face with Ian Moncrieff, a towering half-French, half-Scottish nobleman. With his taunting words and piercing blue eyes, he made her his own. man and wife, they returned to France still wrapped in the heat of their first touch. But for Townsend it was a journey into doubt. Had Ian married her for love, or the French chateau that came as her dowry? In Paris a revolution was swirling around versailles, and games of sensual intrigue, dangerous liaisons, and explosive flirtations threatened to tear them apart. Was the man whose powerful arms had claimed her back in England just another arrogant, decadent member of the French court? And now, as she dared to make a clean start far from pampered aristocrats, how would she live without the tantalizing caress?
