Brought up on the pithy maxims of Miss Cowperth's etiquette books, Elizabeth Powell was ill-prepared for the wild and woolly ways of Washington Territory. So when a canoe full of Haida Indians came padding up to her uncle's farm, she thought of offering the visitors tea and cake. Instead, she found herself hauled off across the shoulders of the biggest, handsomest man she's ever seen. His exposed bronze skin and broad chest made her quiver with fear . . . and something more. And when he awakened her untouched body in the primeval fort, Elizabeth realised that even Miss Cowperth had no rules when it came to the most basic conduct of all between a man and a woman. Her heart would have to teach her proper behaviour as she surrendered to love and the powerful lure of . . . Northern Nights.
