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Category: Romance
Description: Ronnie Hawthorn has found peace at last in the backwater town of Green Springs. Recently widowed, she and her young daughter have left the city and are excited at the prospect of running their own arts-and-crafts store in a hundred year old farm house. Then Ronnie "accidentally" kisses her landlord and her troubles really begin. Will Dave Darden, a successful businessman and the country's most eligible bachelor, ever consider her a capable entrepreneur after such a ridiculous stunt? Dave is tired of the "Hollywood" types who throw themselves at his feet. He's a good old country boy at heart and strong-willed Ronnie is the girl next door of his dreams. So why does his friendship with country music singing sensation Tammi Hart only seem to complicate matters? An earthquake, rumbling deep inside a cavern, brings the two together--but will Dave's meddling in Ronnie's business activities only drive them apart?
eBook Publisher: Wings ePress, Inc., 2002 Wings ePress, Inc
eBookwise Release Date: July 2004

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [253 KB]
Words: 50045
Reading time: 142-200 min.

"No, don't do that!" Ronnie sprang to her feet, her green eyes glowing with anger as they bored into his. She tapped an reproachful finger against his chest. "I'm perfectly capable of handling my own affairs, Mr. Darden."

Their gazes locked in mortal combat. His golden-brown eyes plumbed the depths of her emerald greens searching for a sign of weakness, acquiescence. Ronnie's breath came fast and shallow. Her heart thundered tumultuously beneath her heaving breasts. She felt like fainting from the intensity of her anger, but pride kept her steady on her feet. When at last he spoke, his voice came deep and resonant as if he were singing her into a trance.

"Yes, I really believe you can handle your own affairs, Ms. Hawthorn."

He pulled her into his powerful hold, crushing her resistance as his full, sensual mouth pressed hungrily against her own. Without thinking, she parted her lips and allowed his tongue to further explore its hidden recesses while his broad hands molded her shapely hips against his own obvious growing desire. Her hands wrapped themselves around his neck of their own free will, stroking his neck and entwining themselves in his thick hair. Her knees bent beneath his weight as their bodies melted onto the bear skin rug beneath them. The nearness of the roaring fire seared her skin outwardly as hot-blooded pleasure seared inwardly in secret places ignored for oh, so long? She was drowning in his fevered touch, his insatiable lips, his heavenly embrace!