Come Love, Call My Name — Anne N. Reisser

Stare for stare, she matched him, her blue eyes an impenetrable barrier against his as he probed for her slightest weakness, then arrogantly asked, "Where did you meet my mother? Are you expecting a free ride?"

Dressed in worn jeans, Raine Fisher arrived at the Hunters' luxurious Lake Tahoe hotel looking the waif. How could he know she was not just a famous artist, but a famous heiress as well? Did he think her a gold digger? She wasn't about to set him straight Hunter by name, hunter by nature--one look told her he was dangerous, but she was no easy prey. Raine had shared his mother's secret and made a solemn promise. Now she would stay to see the devastating Nick Hunter eat his words!