God help her, she couldn’t wait to get her hands on him. It had been so long…way too long, since they’d made love, and now that their much-needed weekend was upon them, she was about ready to burst. The stress and problems that had been wreaking havoc with every aspect of their lives-including their love life-didn’t exist in this rustic lodge. Here they would have the time and privacy to get themselves and their relationship back on track.

She pulled off her gloves and her gaze rested on the sparkling round diamond adorning her left hand. When Eric Breslin had slipped the engagement ring on her finger four months ago, it had been the happiest, most magical moment of her life. She loved him deeply and she’d believed, they’d both believed, that everything was going to be perfect.

They’d both been dead wrong.

Everything was, in a word, a disaster.

Little had they known their engagement would spark a family feud that made the legendary Hatfields and McCoys look like rank amateurs. After much discussion, she and Eric had reached compromises regarding the big issue-her managing Hayden’s, her family’s upscale restaurant in her hometown of Marble Falls, and Eric’s opening last year, less than a mile away, a Chop House, a national restaurant chain known for excellent food at reasonable prices. Even though Chop House was technically the competition-a fact that had caused them some difficulties at the onset of their relationship-Jessica had discovered that Eric was everything she’d ever wanted in a man.

She hadn’t believed in love at first sight until she saw him. That first instant spark of attraction in the cheese aisle at her favorite gourmet food shop had all but fried her where she stood. The fact that he’d chosen her favorite Brie and knew the subtle differences between Gorgonzola and Stilton had piqued her interest. They struck up a conversation and by the time they made it to the wine aisle she knew, in her heart, he was The One. And the next six months had only proven her correct.