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FAR FROM THE MADDING CROWD...

. . . was where Ann Forties longed to be, not trapped at a tiresome party. And when she found herself under the eye of one gorgeous attorney, all her instincts screamed, "Run!" Once badly burned, she now steered clear of men, especially powerhouse types like Clint Burrows. Surely such a mover and shaker couldn't be fascinated by her?

But Clint didn't feel like a hotshot. He felt like a man in love. Ann's gypsy beauty had bewitched him, and he plotted to assail her defenses with intoxicating passion. He knew she would cling fiercely to her solitary existence, but he'd handled tough cases before. This was one he way determined not to lose ....