Race To The Altar
Liz Mallory may have been a whiz at public relations. But when it came to a NASCAR driver hotshot named Rick Castles, Liz had her hands full. For Rick proved to be the epitome of alpha maleness and smooth seduction—a dangerous combination for a woman trying to get her life back on track. And it wasn't at all the right time for Liz to be finding herself falling in love….
She was one heck of a woman, all right, Rick thought. And under different circumstances he would let nothing stand in the way of making Liz Mallory his. But his career hurt relationships. Could he risk her being the one with whom he could finish the ultimate race—to the altar?
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