Trapped in a loveless marriage, Lark Elliot longed to lead a normal life like the pretty women she saw in town, to wear new clothes and be courted by young suitors. But she had married Cletus Gibb, a man twice her age, so her elderly aunt and uncle could stay through the long Colorado winter in the mountain cabin he owned. Resigned to backbreaking labor on Gibb's ranch, Lark found one person who made days bearable: Ace Brandon. But when her husband paid the rugged cowhand to father him an heir, at first Lark thought she had been wrong about Ace's kindness. It wasn't long, however, before she was looking forward to the warmth of his tender kiss, to the feel of his strong body. And as the heat of their desire melted away the cold winter nights, Lark knew she'd found the haven she'd always dreamed of in the circle of his loving arms. So even though they were good characters I couldn't see where this great love of there's came from.