February 14th. The doctor is in... love! The arrow—as if guided by radar, or maybe Cupid—pierced Peter Holiday's posterior. Only archer Mary Ellen Magnussen saw stars when she looked into the sexy doctor's milk-chocolate eyes. But with the feather-tipped shaft protruding from his rump, she doubted he would ask her to be his Valentine. Pain may have made the always-in-control Peter delusional because he was besotted... with the one woman who was off-limits. As a scientist, he'd committed himself to eliminating romantic love, but as a man, he'd gladly be ravaged by it for one kiss from Mary Ellen's sweet, rosebud lips.