The Object of His Affection

Even a near-collision with a stick of dynamite couldn't stop Hilary Wakefield from confronting Brink Claiborn face to face! The brash, impossible man had avoided her calls and ignored her letters--now he'd have to tell her why he refused to sell her aunts the Natchez mansion they'd once called home.

But the gorgeously muscled heartbreaker in the flesh made her tremble with smoldering need. Hilary knew she was flirting with danger by losing her heart to a man she had disagreed with on just about everything. Still she was swept off her feet, and even the thunderstorms brewing whenever they talked seemed a small price to pay for going up in flames in his arms.

Was he being coldhearted when he insisted on making Saville into a museum, Hilary wondered, or were his suspicions that her aunts couldn't care for the house justified? Once he'd made her his forever, would she understand that love and memories were more important than a house?