Thief of My Heart

SHE WAS NO PRIM AND PROPER SCHOOLMARM

From the columned veranda of Sparrow Hill, the dark silhouette of a stranger could he seen approaching astride a huge black stallion. Lovely Lacie Montgomery felt a warning chill. Her secret must be kept if she was to keep the Sparrow Hill School for Young Ladies running in Frederick Kimbell's memory. Too many depended on her.

HE WAS A HARD MAN TO FOOL

But the arrogant rogue who dismounted before her seemed to see her very soul with his bold green eyes. The handsome bastard son of the Kimbell dynasty, Dillon Lockwood had arrived in Louisiana with a challenge and a promise: to win the family fortune back from this delectable scam artist --- and to win her for his own ... coaxing her into his bed, stripping away all her lies and defenses, teaching her that there can be no deceit in a lover's arms ...