Kristine had one suitcase and no room for excess baggage as she travelled through Norway - especially not for a modern-day Viking like Lars Bronstad. But even a genuine Viking with pillage on his mind would have been easier to cope with than this man who was determined to melt her cynical attitude toward togetherness. She'd even gone so far as to toss his car keys. But nothing could stop a man who'd found the woman of his dreams, and with each stolen caress, each conquered embrace, Lars knew the ice was melting…
