Kelsey St. James is a city girl through and through, unable to understand her grandfather's fascination with the old West. She likes Starbucks and Donna Karan and would've made a lousy pioneer. It's too bad, then, that she manages to step through a portal in time that takes her back to the old West-and straight into the arms of a tall, dark stranger.

T.K. Reese is a half-breed gambler with a price on his head. The last thing he was looking for was a woman, let alone one wearing tight, bright pink breeches. But before he knows it, he's looking after Kelsey, teaching her to play poker and rescuing her from thugs.

Somewhere along the way, they find themselves falling in love. But Kelsey doesn't belong in Reese's world any more than he belongs in hers. They're forced to face the possibility that their love is nothing more than a shadow through time.