Connor MacEgan is a fighter; it's in his blood. But when his hands are crushed in a brutal attack, he finds he may never wield a sword, or touch a woman, ever again.
He becomes reliant on Aileen Ó Duinne, whose determination matches his, for Aileen can no more ignore a person in pain than Connor can stop being a warrior.
But she also holds a secret, one of passion and deception that could break their hearts, long after she has mended his hands...
Michelle Willingham wrote her first historical romance at the age of twelve and was delighted to fill up eight pages of a legal pad. As her binders of stories grew, she was convinced that one day she would achieve her dream of being an author. Thankfully most of her early stories have been destroyed and are unavailable for blackmail.
She attended the University of Notre Dame where she thought about studying medicine. Since Michelle passes out at the sight of blood, she decided this was not a good career move. She studied English instead and graduated summa cum laude with the idea of becoming an editor. Her first part-time job involved editing mortgage handbooks, which sent her fleeing back to graduate school for a degree in middle-school education. Michelle enjoys teaching hormonally charged sixth graders who ask her fascinating questions such as, "Your hair looks weird. Did you dye it?"
She married a rocket scientist, and they live in southeastern Virginia with their children. When she isn't writing historical romances, she loves to cook, read and avoid exercise at all costs. Visit her Web site at www.michellewillingham.com, or e-mail her at michelle@michellewillingham.com.
