The Wrong Impression Until Jessie removed her hat and Stephen saw her long braids, he had no idea that she was a woman. And until she met citified Stephen Ferguson, Jessie didn't care what men thought of her. But now she wanted desperately to be a lady. She just didn't know how. Stephen Ferguson had arrived in Montana to search for his father and brother . . . not a bride. So why did this tomboy in denim touch his heart? And why was he willing to throw everything away for the chance to hold her? The Gentleman and The Hell Raiser . . . two brothers on a collision course with destiny.

Roughhewn lumberman Sam Ferguson had little use for prissy city Miss Elizabeth Caldwell. If he had to cart the persnickety female safely through the Montana wilds, the least he could do was raise a little hell along the way. When Elizabeth laid eyes on drunk, disorderly Sam, the disdain was more than mutual. This crude, uncivilized reprobate was her escort? Why, she'd be safer in a bed of rattlesnakes! But as danger and disaster littered the trail, Sam's brawny shoulders began to look sheltering, and Lizzie's starch seemed more like stamina. Would the hell raiser unleash primitive passion in straitlaced Elizabeth? Or would the lady's lily-white touch tame the hell out of Sam?