Tempestuous Challenge — Eleanor Woods

Was it possible? Was she immune to his masculine charms? Every woman south of the Mason-Dixon line might be at his beck and call, but Shannon knew better. She'd met the seductive gaze of his sea-blue eyes with glacial indifference.

Cayce Hamilton-- he'd been her boss, nothing more. He'd tried to persuade her to drop her plans and her defenses, a challenge she'd met with icy resolve. Once his legal secretary, she was now a lawyer. He was powerful and demanding, but she'd never be his partner-- in the courtroom, or in the bedroom. Was it possible that success had merely fanned a hidden flame... that his kiss, the heat of his embrace could still sear her memory... that she could long to meet him again-- on her own terms-- and melt in his arms?