Lorel felt a shiver of alarm. It ran like ice-cold water down her spine. Aman, a blue-eyed stranger, had stormed into the room in the middle of herparty and switched off the music, and now he furiously confronted Lorel. Shestared at him, fighting back her instant rise of panic, slamming shut a doorin her mind. While something in her found every line of his chiseled face,every ounce of his masculine arrogance, very familiar, she couldn't placehim, didn't want to place him. But the stranger, screenwriter Steve Kennedy,took great pleasure in placing her...

Genre: Romance