Was he a man, a mirage, or a miracle? The man who fell to earth. Like a scorching mirage, the stranger materialized from the sandswept Australian Dry-as naked and nameless as a newborn babe. But even without his memory, he was every inch a man...A man whose missing past-and eerily hypnotic presence-might prove menacing to frontierswoman Mackenzie Conroy.
Still, like a drop of water in a sensual desert, his mesmerizing masculinity made Mackenzie thrist for a deeper draught at the wellspring of experience. But if she lay her body down in the illusive oasis of his arms, would she sip from the infinity, make memories to last a millenium? Or would a cascade of miraculous passion evaporate into parched oblivion?
All Mackenzie knew was that the rains were coming...and time was running out.
Still, like a drop of water in a sensual desert, his mesmerizing masculinity made Mackenzie thrist for a deeper draught at the wellspring of experience. But if she lay her body down in the illusive oasis of his arms, would she sip from the infinity, make memories to last a millenium? Or would a cascade of miraculous passion evaporate into parched oblivion?
All Mackenzie knew was that the rains were coming...and time was running out.
