六月作嫁裳

His blue eyes glittered with icy fire. His smile mocked her. Her every instinct cried "Danger!"

But Maile Riordan had no one to protect her now. Mike was dead, and unless she made Jake Weston her partner, her own brother could go to jail! The speedway outside San Francisco was Mike's last gift to her -- a token of all they had loved and shared. Jake hated it. Would he use his share to close it down? To Maile, faced with the devil himself, the mortal dangers of the racetrack seemed clean sport. In spite of herself Maile had trembled at his touch, burned with his treacherous kisses. Jake Weston had challenged her -- heart and soul. Could she beat him at his own game?