The Magic of the Moon — Joan Elliott Pickart

She was blonde, beautiful, and had the longest legs he'd ever seen, but was Dr. Joy Barlow really good for what ailed architect Declan Harris? He'd been working night and day since his partner had died in an accident, and now this psychologist was pleading with him to change his life, trade his aspirins and antacids for an easier pace! Joy melted in the heat of Declan's brash, knock-'em-dead smile, but did she dare accept his invitation to dinner...and anything else he had in mind? She'd never felt this cherished before, but even his searing kisses couldn't silence her doubts. She wanted his passion, his strength, and his kissable lips on hers, but she needed his respect just as much - and Declan seemed unwilling...or unable...to give her all of his love. But once they'd embraced by the light of the blue moon, could they put their ghosts to rest and join their hearts forever?