Everything had been perfect--the moonlight, the swirling red veil she wore to disguise, her face, the sizzling sensuality she felt as she gazed into the Confederate officer's eyes. Yes, Fortune Landry was certain the sultry Gypsy dance had irrevocably bonded her to Grady MacNair. But it had also led to terrible betrayal on that long-ago night. When they met again years later as partners. Colorado freighting company, the instant attraction between them was proof that the Gypsy spell still held strong. But Fortune feared that if Grady learned her true identity, his hatred would burn with the same passion that now brought her such ecstasy in his masterful embrace.