Sometimes you have to go back to move forward.

Twelve years ago, Nadya Sarov and her mother fled Dale, Georgia, in the dead of night. Now she's back, but just long enough to tie up some loose ends. And if she gets a chance to flaunt her hard-won success to the town gossips who called her gypsy whore, all the better.

To her surprise, some memories die hard. Especially the hotter ones that still simmer for J.T. McBride, the preacher's son who was too honorable to take the virginity she offered all those years ago.

J.T. lost a big chunk of his innocence on the Iraqi front lines, and now that Nadya is once again close enough to touch, he doesn't plan on losing her again. But first he has to convince her that Dale isn't the mouth of hell she thinks she remembers.

Just as their remembered passion begins to melt Nadya's resolve to get back to New York as soon as possible, someone with an old grudge makes it clear they'll do anything to see her gone. Permanently.

Warning: This book contains good old country lovin' that's hotter than Georgia in July.