Canadian Kiss
NO MAN COULD TAME HER
Sent halfway around the world from London to Vancouver to marry a stranger three times her age, golden-haired Sara Oliver had barely arrived when her husband was murdered -- on her wedding day. Sara vowed to track the killer down and bring him to justice...but he ambushed her and left her for dead. When she awoke, wounded and dizzy, she found herself staring up into the eyes of the handsomest man she'd ever seen. And when she felt the warm pressure of his fingers in her tangled hair, his cool hand touching her fevered brow, she knew her mission of revenge would have to wait until she'd melted, just once, into the embrace of her golden-skinned rescuer, drowned in his ardent kisses, and flamed at the touch of his strong body against her yearning flesh.

NO GAL WOULD CLAIM HIM
Hunted for a murder he didn't commit, Tom Russel had ridden out of Washington state two years ago and never looked back. Now he had a small spread of his own, a good horse, and plenty of solitude -- just what a true loner needed! So the rugged half-breed wasn't too pleased when he heard a gunshot and found a wounded lady lying beside his fence. She was a sight for sore eyes, but Tom valued privacy more than company! He'd let her rest a bit, then send her on her way. But the simple act of bandaging a flesh wound sent spirals of passion coursing through his body until he knew he could never let her go. He'd sample her sensuous soft flesh, stroke her lissome limbs, and make room in his cabin and in his heart for the wild unbidden ecstasy of a lifelong CANADIAN KISS