Kindred Spirits
Terrified of being abandoned again, Tara Alladyce took precautions: never let anyone too close. Yet dangerously attractive, intensely sensual Ian Craddock got under her skin and into her heart--way too close!--and Tara fled without a trace.

Far away, she plotted her retreat from emotional upheaval. But the troublesome past refused to stay buried. Even her new bungalow felt. . . haunted, as if some seductive, rebellious phantom were enticing her into an ethereal fling. Then flesh-and-blood Ian tracked her down, passionately demanding another chance--to hold her, to pleasure her, to blanket her fears with masculine heat. Which way lay danger? Where was safety? And which, if either, might be a kindred spirit beckoning?