Merry Thomas expected to be long gone from the rental cottage adjacent to her old Victorian mansion before her absentee tenant ever returned. But when Patrick Ryan arrived unannounced in the middle of the night—all temptation and trouble in a pair of tight jeans—she was stunned that he looked exactly like the lover who’d been disrupting her sleep and making hot, steamy love to her in her dreams every night for a week.
Mary was determined not to let herself get wrapped up in the wild Irish rogue’s arms. Still, she wondered: Was he the missing part of her? Fate’s gift to her yearning spirit?
And if she gave in to him, could she trust that the love he professed would never die?