The Passionate Touch

Eva lowered her camera and allowed her eyes to meet the sophisticated stranger's challenging gaze. How could she know that soon he would no longer be a stranger? Soon his lips would seize hers, silencing her protests, dominating her with the force of brute animal instinct.

Only weeks a widow, survivor of a loveless marriage, she had left a cold, sheltered world far behind. Had she come so far only to find herself lost in Roberto de Carvalho's arms? What strange new life awaited her here in the hot savage sunlight? What unexplored passions beckoned in the lush shadows of the Brazilian night?