IT WAS WILD AND SWEET... and tinged with the thrill of the forbidden. Josh pulled his mouth away and put his cheek next to hers. His lips, near her ear, whispered endearments, and each word kindled further the excitement that was rising within her. Then his lips were again upon hers... and his hands... Belinda could hear her own breath sobbing, and she heard his, too, louder and wilder than her own. This time there'd be no stopping. The tempest in her heart was in raging counterpoint to the torment of her desires. Was it to be that fabulous, wonderful one and only love... or a brief, passionate interlude? Or just an adventure amidst red-blooded men hunting for gold in a frozen land?