Chapter 1<br >"Dammit~ Doesn t the l~lasted man ever sleep?"<br > her pillow ou~from under her neck，<br > Yanking<br >Molly Duncan mashed it dofvn over her head. Even<br >with both ears covered， she still couldn t shut out the<br >nasal lament that drifted across the desert night from<br >the house next door.<br > She despised country music. She despised drag-<br >ging herself out of bed after groggy， sleepless nights.<br >She was fast coming to despise her new neighbor.<br > Until Sam Henderson had moved into the house<br >next to hers， Molly had thoroughly enjoyed her life<br >in Las Vegas. She d moved to Nevada only six<br >months ago， after dumping a fianc6 more into control<br >than her independent spirit could tolerate. Eagerly，<br >she d traded cold， wet Boston winters for the year-<br >round desert sunshine and a nosition as a translator<br ><br >