Their first "date" involved a bit of the bubbly, some dancing, and a fiery rocket thundering by overhead. Unfortunately, their second "date" was worse. Alfric thought the pretty lady with the startling blue eyes was working with the terrorists. But when those same terrorists tried to kill them both, Alfric realized he didn't have a clue. Pleasance knew she shouldn't try to save the auburn-haired heart-throb when he rolled his car while chasing her. But she couldn't quite equate the man she'd been told wanted to hurt her, with the guy who'd just crashed his fancy car to keep from killing some coyote pups. It was inevitable. The moment they shared the same sphere, fireworks...in the form of bullets, rockets and incendiary devices...exploded. Now all they had to do was survive long enough to find out if the feelings they didn't seem able to deny would grow into something that would last.
