Nicole was a passionate French beauty, kidnapped by mistake and swept accross turbulent seas...to be the bride of a stranger. In eighteenth-century Virginia, the lush lands embraced the rivers that bounded the great plantations. There Clayton awaited his English lady...but when he showered his bride with ardent kisses, the woman he found in his arms was Nicole Courtalain!

Book one of the James River Trilogy.

Re-read. This is my favorite of the Trilogy, and I read it as a standalone book many times before realizing it was part of a trilogy.

Clay and Nicole get so sidetracked in the middle of the book that it makes me sad, but I love how it turns out.