Bedding the Baron

Only the most damnable curiosity could compel Fredrick Smith to seek the truth about the father who abandoned him. And only a torrential storm could force him to stop at an inn en route. But what a treasure he finds there-a raven-haired beauty whose drab attire can't disguise her latent sensuality. And soon Fredrick's most pressing need is to melt Mrs. Portia Walker's icy reserve, and make her smile, sigh, and cry out with pleasure. AND A KISS THAT WOULD TEMPT THE DEVIL. From the moment Fredrick enters Portia's inn-wet clothes clinging to sleek muscles, angelic features, shimmering gray eyes-she is vibrantly aware of the danger he presents. Portia was almost ruined once, and swore that no man would control her destiny again. But v