«Who’s been sleeping in my bed?»
A simple question, yet Cliff Swain knew his reaction to theslumbering beauty couldn’t be easily explained. Afterall, he hadn’t looked, let alone thought twice about awoman in years. And here, temptation lay in his bed,her tousled hair spread across his pillow…
Tasha Reynolds had come to Montana to repair abroken heart and to cook and clean for Cliff. Thedeputy dad had an opening, allowing Tasha and herdaughter to make a temporary home on the Double Sranch. Only, Tasha hadn’t dreamed what she wouldfind in this cowboy’s embrace…and couldn’tconceive leaving behind…
