Mere days after becoming an outlaw, Jess Gentry stared down the wrong end of six shooter. A ready trigger-finger brooked no argument, until the black-clad figure calling the shots was shot down. Jess's conscience and years of training as a doctor demanded he try to help. But the bounty hunter was like no other he encountered - long ebony hair, even longer sexy legs, and green eyes a man could get lost in. And soon, Jess knew, while Meg didn't plan on taking him to the sheriff, she had certainly got her man. Meg Lincoln awoke naked in the arms of an indecently handsome outlaw. An outlaw she had intended to bring in. An outlaw whose compassion and healing hands had saved her life. But his touch incited another headache - a longing she had never known. And for the first time Meg wondered if there might be a man who was good for something other than hunting. A man worth keeping around.