She Wanted Red Velvet — Dorothy Phillips

Had she leaped out of the frying pan into the fire? Had she fled a terrible marriage in Cincinnati only to encounter violence on a deserted Montana road? Of one thing Gloria Masterson was certain: a man like Jack Evans wasn't in her plans. Then he appeared to sweep her to safety on his motorcycle. The green-eyed rebel's appearance belied his gentleness. His ravishing sensuality aroused her. She'd sworn to keep all men at bay, yet in his arms she felt safe, secure...loved. Once before she'd traded her heart for a glittering dream that quickly tarnished. But was this too merely a moment of searing passion or a love meant to endure?