How does a modest, conventional young woman, engaged to be married, end up in a stranger's bed on her wedding day'... She turned and looked at the stranger in the bed sleeping beside her. He was beautiful, his face calm and classically chiseled, morning stubble covering his chin, his gorgeous eyes hidden behind heavily lashed lids, his body tight and strong. Too bad she couldn't remember his name... Heather lifted the sheet and looked at herself...