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First they were rivals....Then they were lovers......
If only she had been born a boy instead of a girl! Nara Winfield would then be next in line to inherit Winfield Hall, instead of the distant cousin who was about to arrive and banish her from her ancestral home. Meanwhile, Nara escaped the turmoil by sailing in the bay, though the weather was ominous. When her boat capsized and the strong current swept her far from shore, Nara panicked...until strong arms surrounded her and carried her to a small island. Soon the chilled beauty felt warm hands gliding over her body in a glorious trail of fire, kindling every inch of ther to eager flame. Then her rescuer was kissing her, pressing his heated body against hers in a frenzy of desire. Nara thrilled to his embrace, hoping his caresses would last forever...whoever he might be!
He hadn't intended to kiss her--not Nara Winfield, of all the women in the world, his one rival for the ownership of Winfield Hall. Masquerading as a common sailor, Rolfe Daniels had stalked the Devon coast, waiting to make his move, until he spied the golden-haired heiress's sailboat adrift in a sudden storm. Honorbound to rescue the foolish girl, he sought only to warm her shivering body...until he touched her satiny flesh and felt a rising tide of ecstasy as he stroked her flowing blond hair, learned every silken curve of her exquisite form, and brought her to shuddering rapture in love's sweet embrace...over and over again!
If only she had been born a boy instead of a girl! Nara Winfield would then be next in line to inherit Winfield Hall, instead of the distant cousin who was about to arrive and banish her from her ancestral home. Meanwhile, Nara escaped the turmoil by sailing in the bay, though the weather was ominous. When her boat capsized and the strong current swept her far from shore, Nara panicked...until strong arms surrounded her and carried her to a small island. Soon the chilled beauty felt warm hands gliding over her body in a glorious trail of fire, kindling every inch of ther to eager flame. Then her rescuer was kissing her, pressing his heated body against hers in a frenzy of desire. Nara thrilled to his embrace, hoping his caresses would last forever...whoever he might be!
He hadn't intended to kiss her--not Nara Winfield, of all the women in the world, his one rival for the ownership of Winfield Hall. Masquerading as a common sailor, Rolfe Daniels had stalked the Devon coast, waiting to make his move, until he spied the golden-haired heiress's sailboat adrift in a sudden storm. Honorbound to rescue the foolish girl, he sought only to warm her shivering body...until he touched her satiny flesh and felt a rising tide of ecstasy as he stroked her flowing blond hair, learned every silken curve of her exquisite form, and brought her to shuddering rapture in love's sweet embrace...over and over again!
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