Kasha Lockridge--Dr. Lockridge, marriage counselor--had good reason to be alarmed. A perfect stranger had walked into her office, proclaimed her the perfect woman, announced that he loved her, and vowed to marry her. Was he mad?
Obviously, Jeff Bannerman, clear-eyed, lean, and undeniably handsome as he was, a case for treatment, not for consideration. Kasha's training had taught her that "love at first sight" was hopelessly immature. Day after day he reappeared to repeat his absurd declarations of love. Day by day she was becoming less dispassionate. Kiss by stolen kiss she was becoming more outrageously aroused. How long would it be before she surrendered to his fantasies and delusions. Was he insane? Or absolutely right?