As a boy, Miguel had tried to fit in with the Pueblo people on the New Mexico reservation. The jet black hair and coppery skin he'd inherited from his mother marked him as one of their own, but his green eyes and the tall fram from his Irish ancestors reminded Miguel that he was different. Driven to make his own place in the world, he finished college and joined the Peace Corps. In the process, he found a woman so lovely she could make the legendary Pueble gods dance in the heavens.
With ash-blond hair and amber eyes, Laura was a dream come true. Their interlude together in South America was magical, yet all to brief, as Miguel realized he'd fallin in love with a woman who could never marry a half-breed raised on an Indian reservation.
Fifteen years later, it was a different man who crossed paths with Laura in a posh San Fransico hotel. Successful Miguel was more at ease with his identity. Their passion was still pure and hot, but their lives were cluttered with committments destined to keep them apart. Could they rebuild their lives around a wild, reckless love?
With ash-blond hair and amber eyes, Laura was a dream come true. Their interlude together in South America was magical, yet all to brief, as Miguel realized he'd fallin in love with a woman who could never marry a half-breed raised on an Indian reservation.
Fifteen years later, it was a different man who crossed paths with Laura in a posh San Fransico hotel. Successful Miguel was more at ease with his identity. Their passion was still pure and hot, but their lives were cluttered with committments destined to keep them apart. Could they rebuild their lives around a wild, reckless love?
