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Moonflower — Virginia Brown
RUDE MOUNTAIN MAN
Desperate to track down her father, headstrong Stephanie Ashworth had no choice but to hire impudent Ryan Cordell to guide her through the Arizona wilderness. The arrogant, insulting adventurer was no gentleman, and the rough, deserted path would be no picnic. But after a day in the saddle, the lovely long-legged beauty couldn't deny that his smug self-confidence challenged her to make him lose control; his hard whipcord frame would feel just right warming her in the cold desert night. Abandoning her pride, Stephanie swore that somehow she'd seduce Ryan -- if she didn't strangle him first!
PAMPERED CITY GIRL
The instant rugged Ryan Cordell saw willowy Stephanie Ashworth he pegged her type as rich, spoiled and bossy -- and resolved to take her down a notch or two. But after relentlessly driving her from dawn to dusk, the experienced frontiersman was furious at how she met a pace few men could match. He stared at her firm hips as she smartly sat her horse; he was mesmerized by how the uneven road jostled her luscious curves. Though he could never feel anything toward her but anger and scorn, at night his rage became rapture and he fell under the spell of passion's MOONFLOWER
Desperate to track down her father, headstrong Stephanie Ashworth had no choice but to hire impudent Ryan Cordell to guide her through the Arizona wilderness. The arrogant, insulting adventurer was no gentleman, and the rough, deserted path would be no picnic. But after a day in the saddle, the lovely long-legged beauty couldn't deny that his smug self-confidence challenged her to make him lose control; his hard whipcord frame would feel just right warming her in the cold desert night. Abandoning her pride, Stephanie swore that somehow she'd seduce Ryan -- if she didn't strangle him first!
PAMPERED CITY GIRL
The instant rugged Ryan Cordell saw willowy Stephanie Ashworth he pegged her type as rich, spoiled and bossy -- and resolved to take her down a notch or two. But after relentlessly driving her from dawn to dusk, the experienced frontiersman was furious at how she met a pace few men could match. He stared at her firm hips as she smartly sat her horse; he was mesmerized by how the uneven road jostled her luscious curves. Though he could never feel anything toward her but anger and scorn, at night his rage became rapture and he fell under the spell of passion's MOONFLOWER
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