On the eve of the new millennium, one misplaced keystroke thrust Gina McCain back to the eighth century - and into the dashing Lord Dominick's bed. Awestruck by his courtly manner, to say nothing of his chiselled chest, Gina ignored the fluttering in her stomach and sought a way back to the twentieth century. But Dominick's passionate kisses soon convinced Gina she was no longer awestruck, but lovestruck - and she longed to be trapped in his arms forever.
To have gotten past his guards, Dominick knew the lady who appeared in his bed must be a spy. To discover her mission he would woo her with kindness and keep a close eye on her actions - not a hardship, he had to admit, as he admired her slender figure and fiery green eyes. Soon, however, he realised as he held Gina in his arms he knew he had found a love for all time.
