When her brother brings a felon into their home, Marcia makes her objection to the man’s presence plain. Where’s her Christian spirit? When it comes to Logan Dunn, she has none. The man’s piety is a total pretense, and she doesn’t believe he’s truly converted—not with the shortcoming he has.
Logan has no problem with her dislike. He can’t stand her either. The woman is just miserable. She needs a man. He tells her so in the height of one of their many arguments. A bottle of dishwashing liquid and a wayward towel prove him right about her and give disturbing insight into his own needs…for Marcia Freeman.
Attraction replaces the animosity between them. But Marcia’s not sure it can amount to anything when his commitment to Christ is questionable. Then again, maybe he’d say the same about her…if he got a glimpse of her thoughts.