Only the Present
Maureen finished her song and bowed to the applause. Her sultry glance swept the crowded room, then stopped short as she met the piercing steel-gray eyes of Daniel Lord.

The memory of a night three years ago flashed across her mind like a movie scene. He was the man who had so brutally forced his passion on her, who had used her and so coldheartedly left her. She had lived a lifetime since--and vowed never to love again. But now he was back, determined to make her his wife! Had he changed? Did she dare trust him? Was this the beginning of a new love song or just an old--and dangerously seductive--refrain?