From the moment Jack Corbett kept her from capturing the wild white stallion, Kayley Ryan detested the man. She hated him for standing between her and revenge on the animal that had nearly killed her father. And how dare he look her over - as if she were a piece of horseflesh herself - and hold her in a way that made her want to melt against his broad chest. Since the accident, Kayley had been in charge of her father's ranch, but around tall, lean Corbett, it seemed she was never the boss. He made her blood run cold with rage one minute, and hot with desire the next - until she couldn't think straight for wanting to belong to him body and soul...