“Who the hell are you, and why are you here?”
Sally could justifiably have asked him the same question. It was hardly the reception she’d expected.
She had come to Rock Island to complete a series of articles about North Pacific lighthouses. Instead of his brother, the lighthouse keeper, here was Professor Lyle Hemmings, Don Juan of the university coeds.
Lyle Hemming was the kind of man she despised, so she was dismayed when a storm marooned her on the isolated rock with him. She discovered just how quickly and easily he could make nonsense of her self-imposed principles.
Sally could justifiably have asked him the same question. It was hardly the reception she’d expected.
She had come to Rock Island to complete a series of articles about North Pacific lighthouses. Instead of his brother, the lighthouse keeper, here was Professor Lyle Hemmings, Don Juan of the university coeds.
Lyle Hemming was the kind of man she despised, so she was dismayed when a storm marooned her on the isolated rock with him. She discovered just how quickly and easily he could make nonsense of her self-imposed principles.
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