Elizabeth Carlton was in the business of making fantasies come true. From candlelight dinners to more exotic fare, the Texas beauty's catering service meant that no couple's secret desires need remain untasted.
But the entrepreneur herself was something of a wallflower, and at thirty-two, Cherryville High's: "Most-Likely-to-Die-a-Virgin" had yet to explore her own wants. Until a costume she rented let Elizabeth slip on a new look -- and a whole new persona.
But maybe she had gone too far. The shy beauty suddenly found herself in the smoky red-velvet parlor of a century past, eyed by the sexiest cowboy she'd ever seen . . .