Heart's refuge [antikvár]

OneCasey Culver and the woman were alone in the cockpit of the Bell Jet Ranger helicopter he was flying over the remote wilderness of northwestern British Columbia. Her perfume wasn't assaulting him, like Delphine's always had. No, this scent came to him in small, delicate wafts, teased his senses, and made him uncomfortably aware of the woman he was so determined to be completely indifferent to.His mood, already blacker than the thunderheads building in the distance, deepened to a shade of pitch. He wanted to ignore her completely, and he couldn't.Caroline Pickford. He knew the name. He was even a little ashamed to admit he knew Fame magazine had picked her as one of the twenty most intriguing women in the world last year. He only knew that because his sister-in-law, Delphineex-sister-in-lawhad been addicted to junk magazines, and now and then, if she left one at the office, well, what the heck.