Everybody knew about the Ashby affair
Trista had grown up hearing the sordid details.
Now Dylan Ashby was back, after thirteen years, and she was appalled to discover the passion of her new feelings for him. What sort of woman was she to want this particular man to make love to her?
This had to stop, she told herself forcefully. Nothing but pain could come of it. She had to remember who he was. And remember what he'd done.