TWELVE ACROSS

Leah Gates made up crossword puzzles for a living, a nice tame occupation in a safe urbane setting. And this--knee-deep mud, lashing rain, a burned-down cabin--she knew spelled disaster. What had her friend Victoria been thinking of, sending her up here to the wilds of New Hampshire?

Woodsman Garrick Rodenheiser was stunned and wary when Leah turned up shivering on his porch. A beautiful woman, miles from nowhere, meant trouble for him. But he couldn't slam the door in her face . . . or shut out the storm of feeling that raged between them.