While pretending to be a male soldier, farm girl Sara Brewster falls for a handsome Union army surgeon. When her secret is revealed, will a lavish Christmas Eve ball work in her favor--or will her heart be broken?
Kirk Ellison is shocked to discover the assistant he thought of as a boy is a young woman disguised as a man. As his feelings for Sara grow, he must convince her she can fit into his society life if he's to make her his own.
Sara closed her eyes and breathed deeply. Doc Ellison’s kiss had scattered her senses. For months she’d dreamed of being in his arms. As he reached for the buttons on her shirt, her breath caught. His hands on her body thrilled her. She’d never felt like this before.
After loosening the buttons, he opened the shirt and gazed at her bosom.
She studied him, wondering what he was thinking. Did he like what he saw?
He dropped his hands and half turned away.
“Please,” she gasped. “Don’t stop.”
Turning back, his gaze roved over her. She tried to read his expression. Was that desire she saw, or disgust?
“We should be going now,” he said. His gaze dropped to the hay-strewn ground.
“No!” Boldly she reached out and fingered the buttons of his coat. He didn’t move as she slowly undid them and parted the material. Her fingers tingled as they brushed over his shirt, feeling hardened muscle beneath.
His breath hitched, but he gently pushed her away. “Miss Brewster, we mustn’t...”