Samantha Thatcher was seeing red! The very thought of the redheaded knight-of-the-road who'd fixed her flat tire still filled her with fury He was a brute! A beast! Beautiful Sam had come to San Francisco with a single purpose: to many a millionaire. Her aunt Margaret had lined up three likely prospects. Spoiled, outspoken, outrageously opinionated, Sam always managed to have her own way. But the handsome hunk of a trucker was insolently indifferent to what Sam said. Her breathless response to his kisses contradicted her every word, from the battered seat of a wrecked pickup to the plush banquettes of the best restaurants in town, Steele Whitfield pursued her. Rich man, poor man, high roller or hick--who was he? And how long could she resist him... a man she couldn't manipulate... a man in control?