I have a feeing you will rue this day...”  These were the fateful words Sarah Markham’s father uttered after she threw herself between the convict lashed to the ship's mast and the captain's whip.  Transported the Australia for crimes against the Crown, Dominic Gallagher had been labeled a troublemaker.  No humor lightened his handsome face, everything about him looked dark, deliberate and dangerous.  But dependent, feisty Sarah could not bear to see any man flogged to death.  Instead she insisted her father buy this young Irish rebel and bring him back to their ranch.  Soon a forbidden passion began to blossom between the indentured man and his mistress in this lush, primitive land.  Soon a twist of fate swept them together amid betrayal and intrigue as a man faced risking everything for freedom and a woman faced risking everything for love.

"What do you take me for?" The qauest5ion was furious, to hide Sarah's rapidly growing urge to let Gallagher hold her as he would. "A lady. A very lovely, innocent lady who is shocked at herself because she enjoys my touch." Then his thumb moved, so slowly over her breast. It was all Sarah could do to repress a telltale gasp. "Don't be ashamed, Sarah. It's perfectly natural for you to feel as you do. Let me show you..." "Let me go. Please." Sarah barely managed to get the words out. More than anything in the world she wished she didn't have to say them. Tonight she wanted to surrender her aching, burning flesh to him, let him take her, and feel what it was like to truly be a woman. Just for tonight...