As James Farraday rode past on his polo pony, Anne Kitteridge sighed. The man was impossibly handsome, with Robert Redford's jaw, Cary Grant's smile, and a delectably muscled body that would make any woman melt! She'd known him all her life, had once made a fool of herself over him, and now she insisted she was immune to his charms... until he offered her a proposition she couldn't refuse. But agreeing to keep Battle Cry, James's extraordinary horse, at her breeding farm meant she'd have to work in disturbingly intimate conditions with the one man who drew her into an emotional whirlwind, made her yearn to be possessed, to choose ecstasy in his arms. For years Anne had been James's obsession, this elegant, spirited woman who challenged a man to break through the steel and embrace the rose underneath--but he believed shed settle for no less than perfection. Would revealing his private struggle mean losing the only prize he'd ever wanted?

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