Betsy Carmody had no time for fast-living, sweet-talking football players. She'd been married to one, and he'd given her a wonderful son - and years of heartbreak before crashing his car and making her a widow. But when Jesse Kncaid started to court her, she felt like a doe in hunting season, pursued by a quarterback who was no civilized man, even in a tuxedo! "Don't look at me that way if you don't want to be kissed!" he'd ordered her, before his reckless need overwhelmed her resistance. Betsy didn't want to trust his warmth and humor, the vulnerability in his open need for her - but how long could she hold out against the smoldering yearning in his wild, loving eyes?

Share/Like this Review?