It couldn't be Rhyder Not after all these years. But here was no mistaking the tall, darkly tanned figure moving menacingly nearer. Like a child, a young, naive Gina had once worshiped Rhyder Owens. But her desire for him, even then, had been like a woman's. Gina was older now, an intelligent, sophisticated lawyer. Yet she felt the waves of panic rising inside her. Rhyder's narrowed blue eyes raked her body chillingly as he reminded her that she was his wife!
