The Cowboy and the Belly Dancer — Charlotte Maclay

She stood before him barely dressed

In veils and silks, she was almost more than desperate cowboy Parker Dunlap could bear. He needed a nanny for the two children he had just become father to--not a woman who put him in mind of a harem and Arabian nights! But there was a magic in her uncertain smile, a plea no man could refuse....

Centuries of disuse had left Nesrin's powers lacking ... but her eyesight was still sharp. The man she saw before her--in skin-molding jeans and a sexy Stetson--made her hunger for the touch she'd been deprived of for centuries. But to do so might mean condemning herself to eternal darkness in her lamp.