Like the bold hawk that had flown by her window, the Native American called Skyler was a mystery for Windy Hall. He was only to stay for the summer, a temporary housemate who'd be gone once September came. But even knowing that Sky was bound to move on, Windy couldn't stop her need to lose her innocence to this man who claimed he'd never had any.
For a brave loner whose destiny was still unknown, falling for soft-touch Windy could only mean heartache. And yet, as he made sweet Windy his own, Sky felt his defenses crumble. Was she the sign he'd been waiting for—the ultimate destination his weary soul could finally call home?