He stumbled into her steadfast life with no name, no memories and nothing but trouble etched into every inch of his well-muscled body.
The bullet lodged in his shoulder told Tess Gordon somebody wanted him dead. She just wanted him...needed him...enough to put her life on the line for him. A brooding stranger whose gentle touch moved her. A fugitive who matched the description of a dangerous criminal, inch for perfect inch. She was betting against the odds when she dared to love again, trusting her heart to the man she called Jack-and praying he wouldn't break it.
