Sarah James knew the stranger who had staggered out of the rainswept night and fallen into her arms was bad news. And yet she couldn't turn him away, this man who knew nothing about himself not even his own name .
Night after night she cared for his wounds, fighting her growing desire for him and her rising fear. For as fragments of his shattered memory returned, it was becoming clear that he could be a fugitive from justice or something far worse .
Yet night after night she was falling more and more deeply in love with a man who was a complete stranger to her and even to himself .
