Love's Secret Garden

"You're just like your cactus garden--all dry and prickly. You could be green and tender if you'd relax and let nature take its course."

Easy for him to say. Loma Phillips knew better. She'd wake to find herself once again at a man's mercy. Marriage--and divorce--had taught her that. Now, arranging special events for a California college put her in touch with many fascinating men. Jason Coulter, the tall, blue-eyed Vermont poet, was just one more man passing through. They'd be friends, nothing more. Yet his words elicited feelings carefully buried; his kisses awakened passions denied. How much longer could she hold him at bay--this irresistible stranger intent on leading her away from cool reason into a lush labyrinth of emotion and the possibility of love?