Flower of the Desert
PASSION FLOWER

From the moment he tossed her over his shoulder and stormed from the Princeton frat house, Jasmine knew Raj Hajad was a no-nonsense man who took what he wanted. He was, after all, Moroccan--and he'd been sent to bring jasmine Hasir back to Marrakesh.

But if her family thought they could get her robed, veiled and married--even to a man as handsome as Raj--they were mistaken! She might be half Moroccan, but her spirit was one hundred percent American!

Jasmine could no more be a "proper" Arab wife than Raj could be a liberated American male. But neither anticipated the dangers hidden in the sands . . . or the magic of the moonlit Sahara.