Ladies and Gentleman, I give you TEMPTED.
WELL, TARNATION!
Apparently the man who'd mail-ordered Hope Savage hadn't expected her, for he seemed a bit taken aback by her language and her duds. But Whooey, was he a looker! The parson's saintly face made the Appalachian firebrand weak in her knees - and the preacher's perfect body made her want to wail a hymn of thanksgiving. Still, every time she got a hand on the rascally fellow, he managed to skedaddle, shrieking about the Good Book. Heck, she'd seen a few good books and she was hoping to learn if what she'd read was true. There she was, waiting to be set upon by her new husband, and all he wanted to do was make a lady out of her.
Well, maybe she'd let him. Then perhaps she could show him that it's sometimes nice to be naughty and that something heavenly could come from being...Tempted.
And after the jump, I'll post the cover.
