What was she doing? She was up a tree -- an apple tree! And who was she -- the newly hired associate of a renowned New York literary agent or a private eye? — Meg Oakes had been assigned to rind and win back the agency's most valuable -- and elusive -- client, world-famous thriller writer Ross Greening. His pseudonym, she realized, was the name of an apple. That brilliant piece of logic led her to Connecticut, to the McGavock Orchards, where she hired on as a picker. Looking down on lean, broad-shouldered, sardonic Jonathan McGavock Meg knew shed found her man. But locating a million-dollar property was one thing; getting him signed, sealed, and delivered was another. And winning his heart might not be as easy as apple pie.