He was the Good Samaritan who offered her roadside help, then stepped into his green sportscar and disappeared. Abbie Scott suddenly forgot the broken heart that had brought her home to Eureka, Arkansas. She only remembered the burning eyes, the rugged face that belonged to Seth Talbot, Eureka’s new minister, the object of all eyes—and tongues. Nothing about him suggested a man of God. He was too virile, too rebellious, too independent. If he was heaven-sent, why did she hold him at arm’s length? Did she fear the gossip or the clerical collar?
