The Widow and the Wildcatter

Chance McCoy had hair as black as Oklahoma crude and a devastating smile, and when fate drew Joni Fletcher to him, fiery emotion crackled between them with the speed of summer lightning. The spirited young widow reminded him of a wild oil well just begging to be capped; she saw the rugged daredevil as a rough and ready gambler who'd been chasing the pot of gold that was her dream too. But Joni had no room in her life for another man who would build her hopes and break her heart, a man who'd drill a well but never put down roots. Chance was too reckless, too virile, and she was too vulnerable to risk loving a man who'd leave her more to regret than to remember. Chance knew she'd never let go of the past until he vanquished her ghosts, but could a passion that was part savage fury and part splendid fire teach the woman who'd branded his soul with desire that his promises added up to love?