A Touch of Moonshine — Elizabeth Morris

Love was a lot like moonshine

Robin Colladay had been tongue-tied before she and Cash Mackay sampled some of Uncle Jasper's white lightning. The moonshine went straight to her head. Moments later, the Appalachia-bred psychologist was sitting right beside the big-city detective, chatting away as if she'd known Cash forever.

Cash Mackay's tightly reined ferocity masked a vulnerable heart that had never tasted love. Assigned to a perilous sting operation in Philadelphia, Cash thought his feeling for Robin was a luxury he couldn't afford. But love was a heady brew that tempted Cash to drink deeply....