Having Jace Austin as her neighbor was one thing. Having him as her lover was another. It wasn't that the sparks didn't fly. Clearly, the chemistry was perfect. It wasn't that Leah Bancroft, the fiercely independent Fort Worth photographer, and the handsome rancher didn't see eye-to-eye. Native Texans, they were in perfect agreement -- on everything except love. An impulsive marriage to a Las Vegas showgirl had made Jace wary of love. Yet his sensuous touch and marauding kisses urged Leah to throw caution to the winds. How long could Leah fight the passions Jace aroused, afraid his almost-ex would change her mind and return? How could she surrender, knowing that she wanted Jace forever, while he wanted nothing more than a casual affair?