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320 pages, Paperback
First published October 1, 2004
She adored him, despite his fiery temper and legendary impatience. A lot of that ill humor came from having one eye, and she knew it.
Of course, he’d tossed her out the minute he was back on his feet, and she hadn’t protested.
He seemed to dislike everybody these days. Especially Natalie.
He was every woman’s secret desire, until he opened his mouth. His lack of diplomacy kept him single.
She had short dark hair, very wavy, and emerald green eyes. She wasn’t pretty, but her eyes and her soft bow mouth were. Her figure drew far more attention than she was comfortable with, especially from Mack.
“Lust,” he said matter-of-factly. “I haven’t had sex for so long, I’m not even sure I remember how.”
“And certainly he’s no worse than that refugee from the witch trials that you go around with!” His firm lips pursed. “Glenna’s not a witch.” “She’s not a saint, either,” she assured him. “And if you’re going without sex, I can guarantee it’s not her fault!”
She wasn’t going to start daydreaming about Mack again. She’d gone down that road once already, and the consequences had been horrible.