Reed was used to getting what he wanted–and he wanted Val, tragic secrets and all. Because the beautiful spitfire had been on his mind for months, in spite of the icy barrier she kept between herself and the world. Could this town hero melt Val's resistance to the healing fire of their passion?
JACKIE MERRITT is still writing, just not with the speed and constancy of years past. She and hubby are living in southern Nevada again, falling back on old habits of loving the long warm or slightly cool winters and trying almost desperately to head north for the months of July and August, when the fiery sun bakes people and cacti alike.