That Certain Summer

He was part of her past, and that was exactly where she meant to keep him. Yet, she would never forget her eighteenth summer, the summer he had appeared- not a boy, but a man with a man's passions- to teach her the searing pleasures of first love.

Mine years ago Eileen Terrell had been a naïve Louisiana farm girl. Immaculately groomed, poised and presentable, she had come a long way. But as she stood before him now, discussing oil rights to her Texas properties, she suddenly knew she had gone no distance at all. One false step and she would be right back
where she had started from-breathless and helpless in Connor Mitchell's strong irresistible arms.