A Golden Apollo swimming in the nude... That had been Dizzy James' first sight of Zachariah Bennett. It was hard to reconcile what she had seen then with the stodgy-looking, scholarly professor who stood before her now, silently condemning Dizzy for her waywardness and loose morals. In fact, the man knew nothing about her except what he had been led to believe. And all because Dizzy, who despite her name was anything but, had agreed to a charade to help out a friend. What Zach thought of her had been a matter of supreme indifference to her. Now it wasn't.