WHO WAS ANNALIST ST. JOHN?
Who was this fragile beauty he had rescued from a watery grave? And why did she care so little whether she lived or died? The questions tore at Devlin Russell as he watched her awaken to life, slowly, like some impossibly delicate flower opening under his touch ... .
Devlin, too, was awakening, to feelings he had sworn never to permit himself. Long years behind bars for a crime he had not committed had left him determined never to let anyone get close to him, not even a woman he wanted as desperately as Annalise.
He could offer her everything--everything but his love. The prison walls he had left behind were nothing to the walls he had built around his bitter heart .. . .