Know your enemy," the handsome stranger warns, but, as a storm rages outside, trapping them together, Laurel neglects the threat to the lighthouse that shelters them. She forgets her routines and responsibilities, drawn to this man whose thrusts and parries evince a skill in battle she can't begin to match. Slowly her resistance melts... her lifelong inhibitions swept away... and she revels in his bold embrace, inviting his kisses, pleading for his conquest...

Monday morning arrives with a vengeance, and Laurel must prepare to fight both the unknown enemy of her beloved landmark-and her disturbing memories of the stranger in whose arms she lost all self-control.