Sweet Fury — Catherine Hart

She was exasperating, infuriating, unbelievably tantalizing; a little hellcat with flashing eyes and red-gold tangles: a virgin with barnyard manners and cathouse morals. If anyone was to make a lady of the girl, it would have to be Marshal ravis Kincaid, and with his town overrun by outlaws, it was going to be an uphill battle all the way. She might fight him tooth and nail, but Travis swore he would coax her into his strong arms, silence her sassy mouth with his lips, and then unleash all her wild, Sweet Fury.