Reluctant, actually it was more like terrified. This man barged into her orderly life, turned it upside down, and kept coming back. Tall and confident, with a sense of humor as dry as California's Central Valley, he came modest but looked money. Broad shouldered, cowboy fit, and damn good looking, this tantalizing hunk of masculinity had one most irritating fault. Mocking eyes. Dark as polished obsidian, they saw through her every excuse.
Her best quality was her unerring common sense. Could she rely on it, with comfort food and a generous side of denial, and resist his charms? Or should she follow her heart?