Reaper Bevyn Coure had never wanted a companion of his own. He didn't need a woman because they complicated things. For one of his kind, women were trouble and that was trouble he had no intention of taking upon himself. But after the death of a friend, in a low moment in a seedy bar, in a town smack dab in the middle of nowhere, Coure came up against the one woman he could not resist. Lea Walsh had been minding her own business, sweeping the floor of the bar, trying to ignore the handsome man whose deadly eyes were staring at her from the mirror behind the bar, whose strong hands cupping the whiskey glass made her body clench. When he demanded she accompany him to his room, she knew her life would never be the same. Reader Advisory: While this story is a standalone, it is recommended the Western Wind books be read in order for better reader enjoyment and understanding.