To look at Tristan and see a monster.But I couldn’t do that. I had to accept the wreckage that lived inside of him because it also lived inside of me.We were both empty.We were both looking for something else. Something more.We both wanted to put together the shattered pieces of our yesterdays.Then perhaps we could finally remember how to breathe.

    A few weeks hiking and swimming should restore her.But then the hotel’s new owner, Patrick Cross, takes Felicity for the replacement barmaid, and things don’t turn out quite to plan. With a grumpy chef, a waiter with love troubles, and the old Tudor building in need of renovation, Felicity’s quiet break soon turns into a working holiday.But Patrick’s dreams lie beyond the mountains, and Felicity’s loyalties lie with her family, and anyway, holidays can’t last forever...can they?

    Because the moment I wake up naked next to my hot-as-hell new employee, I want to go for round two. I'm not exactly Prince Charming. Some call me The Wolf. I don’t do love, and I sure as hell don’t do forever. But one look at her, and I become a one-woman man.She has a British accent and a car that won’t start. I’m in a rush, so I do what I need to do and send her on her way—sure I’ll never see her again. Then she shows up at my company to interview for a new position. What are the odds? So I hire the long-legged beauty from the UK.The guys are circling her like vultures. But she’s my prey. In six months, her visa will expire, and she’ll be back overseas. What can a little down-and-dirty fun hurt? But one kiss turns into two, then three, then more. Suddenly, I’m defenseless against her charms.But the second I start to picture a future, she quits. Vanishes—without warning or explanation. She’s left back to the UK…I know I need her back. And I only have one chance to make things right.