"To sum it all up, I see myself stranded, with neither past nor future, in asmall house, with a very beautiful woman:" April Wilde's heart pounded, hermind was in a whirl. What was she to make of this handsome shipwreckedstranger? Marooned in her snug Nantucket home as the hurricane raged onaround them, he claimed not to know who he was or where he had come from.She had dragged him, half dead, from the sea and nursed him back to life.But now, as he stood over her, tall, tan, and leanly muscular, it was shewho was the helpless one, tossed about on a sensual sea, overcome by a stormof desire that threatened to overwhelm her.