Swept Away — Cay David

HOT SPELL

Maybe it was the heat of the shimmering Florida sun. Maybe it was the frustration of finding Safe Harbor, the condominiums that were partly her responsibility, in such a dilapidated state. Or maybe it was the seductive sight of Sam Gibson's coppery tanned, muscle-hard body sprawled on the beach. Whatever the cause, Charlotte Huntington found herself fainting in Sam's arms soon after her plane touched down in Florida.

Sam Gibson didn't mind the feel of Charlotte in his arms. But a fleeting dizzy spell wasn't going to change her drill-sergeant approach to the renovation of the condos. She epitomized all the listmaking and order-taking he'd tolerated during his twenty years of military service. Now that he was retired, nothing -- not even Charlotte Huntington -- was going to drag him back into the regimentation he'd escaped.

Charlotte's career depended on the renovation of every unit in Safe Harbor, even though Sam flatly refused to repair his half of the condos. The man was an insufferable beach bum! But he was also the most exciting man she'd ever met. How could she be swept away by a stubborn, infuriating stranger?