This job was cake – as in cheesecake. Palm Beach socialite Julie Roper was easy on the eyes – and my eyes were on her at her brother's expense. Then Julie rode out of her hothouse life one midnight, and I had to introduce myself under false pretences. She wanted to walk on the wild side – escorted by me, Billy Lucas. Who knew my poor little rich girl would blossom into a beguiling temptress, or that a footloose dude like me could harbour honourable intentions! But knowing I'd deceived her once, would Julie trust that what dazzled me wasn't the silver spoons in her hope chest, but the light of love in her eyes.