Wicked Invader

"Please, kiss me. I want you to kiss me." Cool, reserved Olivia Kent hardly recognized herself when she begged a complete stranger in the Royal Academy Gallery to kiss her--twice. She couldn't even explain herself to the bearded reprobate who so willingly obliged her. She sensed that Luke McLaren would not be amused to discover he had been used to end a miserable marriage. So, six months later, when Luke contracted Olivia's photographic talents for a guidebook on Jerusalem--a job she couldn't afford to refuse--Olivia reasoned that it might be a lot wiser, and safer, to go as Mrs. Kent.