On Wings of Magic — Kay Hooper

She breezed into the Bahamas as lightly as a silver-blond cloud in a clear blue sky. Looking as harmless as a hummingbird, hiding behind a facade of featherbrained chatter, she was determined to rest, to let no one -- nothing -- would ruffle her sleek feathers.

A deceptively beautiful, brainy, self-possessed world traveler, Kendall James had weathered war and revolution with scarcely a quiver. Surely a whirlwind romance was the last thing she was looking for. But now, gazing up into Hawke Madison's steely gray eyes, she was suddenly afraid -- afraid because the predatory heat of his desire echoed her own nameless yearnings, warning her she had met her match, and that had never -- ever -- happened to her before.