{"strong"=>["When North Black whistled, everyone came running — except her."]} And it was Melody Woods he most wanted at his fingertips. The memory of her beautiful body, of that night, coiled around his heart — and squeezed. She'd slipped from his bed, innocence intact — and while she traveled the world, his immense desire only grew more beastly. Now, word on the Texas wind was that Melody was back…and wanted North. But he'd never tangle with that spitfire again…or would he?…
