Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc
From the back cover:
When the train US marshal Reese Callahan is riding on explodes, he is one of two survivors. Trouble is, the other survivor is the woman who betrayed him years ago. A woman he thought was dead. This time he will not fall prey to her wiles. He'll see the vixen jailed for her crimes if it kills him.
Recovering from a recent jilting and now a train explosion, Shanna Johnston has no idea why the handsome stranger insists he knows her and calls her by another woman's name. His heated looks and knowing kisses spark a fire in her she cannot ignore--even as her own mysterious past is closing in.
Inside the front cover
"I know you remember. Quit playing games, Jenna, and answer the question." He let the hammer down slow on his gun and put it back in its holster. "Tell me what I want to know, and I won't hurt you." His voice was smooth as Tennessee Whisky. It wrapped around her and settled in her stomach. His blue eyes gazed into hers, and Shanna nearly swooned on the spot. With his gun safely in its holster and no longer distracting her, she realized he was more than handsome. He was perfect.
Her mouth dried, and her palms started to sweat. She must have hit her head hard. She dropped her gaze and sucked in some air. She couldn't remember what she was saying. This is crazy! Who the hell is this man? "I don't remember you because I don't know you." It was the truth. She would have remembered a man like him.
The man laughed.
Shanna turned away from the husky sound of his voice. It warmed her through. The last time a handsome man paid attention to her, she jumped in with her whole heart and both feet. She almost drowned. Best get some distance between her and the stranger before she did something she regretted.