Casanova's Master
All pink and palest blond, Pandora preened in the sunlight. Delicate as a fairy-tale princess, she was the essence of femininity. Too soon all that innocent beauty would be ravaged by the pawings of the infamous rake Casanova. But Megan Yardley had promised. Pandora, her pure-blooded Himalayan cat, must be bred. She'd found the feline --a street-smart, swaggering stud indeed. But beyond Pandora's problem was Megan's own, in the person of veterinarian Cleve Browning. She'd barely seen his pet's pedigree when he'd managed to kiss her. Romantic Megan sensed the raw virility, the expertise, of a man who took love lightly. She swore not to trust him but knew, in spite of herself she'd soon be at the mercy of Casanova's master.