With his striking good looks, Ross Trevenan was one of the most attractive men Tessa Lorimer had ever seen. But five minutes in his company convinced her he was the most arrogant, infuriating man alive. Thats why it was such a shock to discover Trevenans true purpose: hired to escort her out of Paris and back to England, he had sworn that hed do anything to keep her safe--even if he had to marry her to do it. Now, finding herself a bride to a devastatingly attractive bodyguard seems more hazardous than any other situation she could possibly encounter. Yet Tessa doesnt know that she holds the key to a mystery that Trevenan would sell his soul to solve...and that a vicious murderer will kill to keep. She should stop him, she knew she should stop him, but she felt as weak as a kitten. She said something--a protest? a plea?--and his mouth was on hers again, and everything Tessa knew about men and their passions was reduced to ashes in the scorching heat of that embrace. Her limbs were shaking, wild tremors shook her body, her blood seemed to ignite. She was clinging to him for support, kissing him back, allowing those bold hands of his to wander at will from her breast to her thigh, taking liberties she knew no decent girl should permit, not even a French girl. (...)