One look at her patient's chocolate-brown eyes, and Dr. Valerie Murphy knew that beneath the straggly beard and the bruises was Gil Branton. Gil had disappeared from her life, her bed, her future, four months ago. And now he'd come into her E.R. as a patient, unable to remember her-and unaware that she carried his child .
Gil knew Valerie was hiding something important from him. Was she involved in the case he'd been investigating before his "accident?" And why did her merest touch conjure vague memories of steamy nights and rumpled sheets? But when he inadvertently brought a killer into her life, Valerie became his responsibility. He'd do anything to protect her-