She had no memory and no past.

A year ago Holly Barrows had raced through a raging snowstorm — convinced someone was trying to kill her — into the arms of Slade Rawlins. She'd appeared before him like a beautiful apparition in the dark of night. But she was real, flesh and blood, and his fingers had memorised every curve of her body. Then she'd mysteriously vanished,only to return the following Christmas with an outrageous claim of kidnapping.

Could they have a future? Monsters, she'd said, had taken her baby. But any baby she'd had would also have been Slade's. And he was consumed by his need to protect Holly and locate their child before the family he desperately wanted was lost...forever.