He had known Sandrine Renard as a girl, running wild and free on the sprawling Montana range. But now she was a woman, a raven-haired beauty who stirred his deepest need with every glance, a woman who was betrothed to another. Although she could never belong to him, he vowed he would caress each sensuous curve of her body, kiss every silken inch of skin and carry her to untold heights of ecstasy if only for one night. The daughter of a French father and a Blackfoot mother, Sandrine had spent five years in France putting her rough-hewn childhood behind her. Now she was a real lady, returning home with an aristocratic fiancé. But Wade Colter's haunting eyes and trail-hardened body enflamed her as no European nobleman could. Only Wade knew the part of her that was still Bright Star, the untamed Indian girl. Only he could arouse her ardent desire, only his rapturous kisses would transport her to the highest realm of passion and hold her there forever