But what was supposed to be a joyous reunion was shattered by a hail of gunfire–and an empty cradle. Now both parents were on the hunt for the kidnappers and the child they each claimed as theirs. Tate couldn't deny that Sylvia fought with a mother's passion, and Sylvia couldn't help but notice that the protective man made the perfect father. But would their dream of a family be shattered before it even began?
I've always dreamed of a writing career ever since I won a national short story contest in high school. Little did I know the delight and fulfilment I would experience writing over twenty novels for Harlequin. The love of romance, it seems, has been at the core of my life. It's shaped everything I do–from my choice of career to my choice of mate. My husband, also a writer, shares my love of travel, old houses, wildlife photography, American history–and, of course, romance.