Landscape architect Nick LeGrande has never experienced a more disastrous trip! When he ends up stranded in a Colorado blizzard, he’s glad to have the company of his little canine buddy, Cedric, whom circumstances forced him to bring along. Then a sexy Good Samaritan rescues them and Nick is introduced to a world he hardly knew existed. He is quickly enthralled.<br><br> Caleb Storm is a loner, a rancher whose Native American blood sets him a bit apart from most of his fellows. When a spring blizzard dumps Nick LeGrande and his tiny dog into Caleb’s life, he and his old stock dog Cheyenne hardly know what to make of their visitors.<br><br>Caleb finds Nick very attractive but doubts such a successful and 28e man could have any interest in him. However, their dogs hit it off from the start and seem to conspire to get their masters together. Can a pair of canine cupids work the necessary magic?

The Maltese Terror

There was something hard to ignore about this fair easterner, though. Nick’s eyes were an odd, pale shade of gray. Although his hair looked medium brown, Caleb would bet the sun brought out glints of red in it. He had nice even features, almost pretty enough to be one of those male models. Yet it wasn’t his looks that had Caleb feeling edgy, but something much more indefinable.


Wish I knew if he was interested. The way he’s looking at me makes me wonder. I still never quite know how to ask, even after knowing what I want for almost half my life.


Chapter 9