HE CAME AT DAWN . . .
. . . to visit the little brat Angelique who had teased him mercilessly six years before. Dashing Captain Damian Legare much preferred the company of tavern wenches to that of skinny girls with scraped knees, but he couldn't back out of his promise to see his best friend's sister. Then when a voluptuous beauty answered the door the virile captain 's blood pounded in his veins. Angelique's body had blossomed: her luscious curves now beckoned for his touch -- and Damian resolved that best friend or no, he would thoroughly bed the provocative miss until he had his fill!
SHE CAME AT DUSK . . .
. . . to see to her guest -- and before Angelique knew what was happening, she threw herself into his powerful, hard embrace. Six years before she had worshipped him with a little girl's adoration, but now she wanted him with a passionate woman's desires. She tossed thoughts of tomorrow to the wind; she didn't care how many women awaited his ardent caress. All she craved was just one perfect night of unparalleled ecstasy and radiant rapture as his one and only . . . Moonlight Angel!