She Was a Proper Lady.
Lady Charlotte Drake fled London for the Las Vegas Territory after her bitter divorce, desperate to escape the taint of scandal. A lady banker had to be above reproach, she knew, for most men would find any excuse to avoid trusting a woman with their money. Except for a darkly handsome gambler named Max Grant, who offered Charlotte her first business opportunity. She wanted more than that from him though, far more. The heat in his smoldering gaze rivaled the power of the desert sun -- and Charlotte soon found herself yearning to surrender wantonly to his promises of wild fiery loving . . .
He Was a Dashing Rogue.
Max Grant had returned to his hometown determined to repay the man responsible for his father's death--and to clear up the question of a missing fortune in gold. But first he had to learn more about the town's most beautiful --and suspicious--new arrival. Setting her up in business with him was an excellent way to keep an eye on her. Charlotte Drake gave the impression she was all prim and proper, but judging from her long silken tresses and pouting lips, Max would wager she had a nature every bit as wild and passionate as his own . . . and he intended to run his hands all over her luscious curves to find out just how hot the desert nights could get!