Rita Clay Estrada: Love Me, Love My Bed

Beth McGruder's new bed was everything she'd imagined in her secret, wanton dreams - wildly sensual, opulent, ostentatious, luxurious. But it had arrived with something extra...She now had a king-size monstrosity - some playboy's dream - in her spare room. She also had its owner on her hands, and he was anxious to take possession. Duke McGregor was one formidable man. He probably could have slept just fine on the floor of his condo. But Beth had a soft heart, a burning need...and his bed...indefinitely.