The Spirit Is Willing — Patricia Coughlin

The last thing he remembered was totaling his beloved jag. The next thin saw was...Providence. What on earth was he doing in Rhode Island? And why was he hovering around adorably oddball Maxine Love like some misguided guardian angel? Uh-oh. Guardian...angel?

Closer contact with sweetly maddening Maxi proved beyond doubt that he was still flesh-and-blood-with all its inconvenient masculine urges. Yet something told him that if he ignored the heart's whispers and simply succumbed to the promptings of the flesh -- if he tumbled Maxi and let his halo tip -- he might blow this precious second chance at life and love....