When Kate Black walked away from a passionless relationship to tend to her ailing father, she was happy to return to the land that had been in her family for generations and lead a simple life. Too young and innocent to know better, she had no idea that agreeing to lease her acreage to an oil company would turn her life upside down. And even more unsettling is the ruggedly handsome man running the operation, who makes her breath hitch and awakens a sensual need in Kate she never even knew existed.
Jake Green has oil in his blood, along with a chip on his shoulder as big as the Texas sky. Following his ex-wife’s betrayal, he swore off women and dedicated his life to growing his family’s business. But when his job leads him to Kate, he can’t deny the fiery attraction that burns between them and indulges his powerful yearning, even as he fights to protect his tortured heart.
As the two surrender to an unquenchable passion and discover undeniable pleasures in each other’s arms, Kate must find a way to heal Jake’s heart—and Jake must admit to himself that a love like none he’s ever known is about to consume them completely
Genre: FICTION / Romance / ContemporaryThis series has sold more than 200,000 copies, between print and electronic versions.
Three deafening booms resounded, shattering the lazy silence of a sunny July day. The wooden floor shuddered beneath Kate Black’s feet as she sprinted to the porch.
Except for blue-orange flames shooting obscenely from the drilling site at the bottom of the hill, an acrid wall of darkness obscured the source of the noise.
Coughing, she went back inside and stared out a window at the flaming sky. What was going on down at the derrick?
Looking away from the conflagration, she rooted through a drawer. Finally. She found the business card the drilling company man had left with her and reached for the phone.
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Jake Green slammed on the brakes and sprang out of his car. Braced to find broken bodies in the aftermath of the explosion, he let out his breath when he saw Skip Ward and the rest of the drilling crew pumping foam on a burning generator.
“What the hell happened?” he yelled over the hissing of the pumps.
Skip let go of the hose he’d been steadying and mopped a filthy palm across his brow. “Jake. You picked a hell of a time to get here. Generator decided to blow up. Looks like we’ll get the fire under control before it spreads to the fuel tanks, though.”
“How can I help?” The fierce heat from the fire, on top of a temperature already climbing toward triple digits, had sweat dripping off Jake’s brow.
“Go call the sheriff. This was no accident. That damn generator was less than a year old.” Skip cast a disgusted look at the twisted heap of steel still smoldering under a blanket of fire-extinguishing foam.
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Italian
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Translated by Daniele Giuffrè
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Translated by Francisco Javier Pintor Maldonado
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