Mick's memory had completely vanished, but his male instincts were in perfect working order--and insisting he kiss Annelise Brennan senseless. Yet he had to tamp down his desire, for she'd offered him a room at her inn...not a no-strings affair. Without even knowing it, this tender woman smoothed the raw edges of his soul. Still, it wasn't as if he were falling for her!

Annelise was content with life in Pineridge; Mick's home was the earth's far corners. She wanted a house full of babies; he was never meant to be a family man. And the second he recaptured his identity, he would be out of her life, because all Mick had in common with this innkeeper was...love?