Devon Ellwood had been about to leave her small hometown when Garth Saxon had swept her into his arms for one passion-filled night. She'd agreed to marry him, but had insisted on a year of freedom. Now the time was up. Her searing memories were a persuasive lure, but she wasn't about to let Garth win so easily!
Garth was the kind of man who always got what he wanted, and he had Devon right where he wanted her. Or did he? He thought he had her roped and tied -- so what was he doing wrapped around her little finger?