Chase Hawks had a good handle on life. Between his small spread in Arizona, his success on the rodeo circuit and a bevy of beautiful women always available to satisfy his urges, he figured he had control over his life. Then fate intervened. He ran over a woman. Literally. Hit her with his truck. Ana Stillwater had no control over her life. She'd skipped out on an abusive husband with three hundred dollars, a car that was on its last legs and a hawk named Fergi. She figured life couldn't get any worse. Then it did. Her car broke down in Arizona and if that wasn't enough, a truck hit her. Which brings up the question—just what happens when a rational, down-to-earth rancher hooks up with a quirky new age witch who can give him a hard-on with just a look and likes to dance naked under the moon?