Bringing Up Baxter

Windblown and wicked, he was Tarzan on a Harley ....

It wasn't the muscles or the tan or even the tight leather pants that stole B. J. Corban's breath away--but when Crash Beauregard halted his motorcycle three feet away, she scented danger . . .and irresistible possibilities! In his arms, the prim lawyer was all unruly passion and fiery longing, a woman who reveled in the moment and lit a fire with her lips. Could a playful pup bind two yearning souls together under a sky full of stars?

No one teases and tempts with as much delicious wit and delectable humor as Peggy
Webb! She'd headed to the woods to forget a scoundrel who'd broken her heart, but when a ruggedly sexy rebel dared her to go looking for trouble on the back of his bike, how could a lady resist his devilish charms?