Surrender to the Night — Shirley Hart

A wild and wanton need to touch him burned inside her. And yet she couldn't...must not!

Why had Jord Deverone, a man who spent his days, jetting across the world from one high-level business deal to the next, suddenly appeared in her Iowa hayfield? Why had the man Trish Flannery hated, the man who had aroused in her such passion, only to marry -- and desert -- her own sister, come back now? In the shadowy barn as rain pounded the roof and lightning slashed the skies above them, Jord stood before her, his body golden, sleek with moisture. Did Trish know the truth? Whatever it was, as he bent to kiss her again there was no escape. She was trapped between outrage and overwhelming desire.