Five years in the past, Morgan Drummond, Marquis of Westham, deserted London after his curst temper nearly ended his best friend’s life. But now Morgan has beaten down his devils, assured himself he is rehabilitated enough to return to the city, intent on finding a suitable (and likewise mild-mannered) wife.
Alas, so much for the best-laid plans of mice and men…and Morgan Drummond.
He arrives to find his ingenious butler, hating to see the mansion go empty during the Season (and a man with a good eye for turning a profit), has rented out the place to an odd assortment of tenants. Really. Odd.
For good or ill, among this motley crew installed in the mansion is the Clifford family, including one Miss Emma Clifford, whose determined spirit proves her to be the one woman in England Morgan knows is completely wrong for him.
So why does she seem so right?
Don't miss the book that follows this story, featuring Perry Shepherd: SHALL WE DANCE?
“Witty dialogue peppers a plot full of delectable details exposing the foibles and follies of the age… another playfully perfect Regency-era romp.” — Publishers Weekly Starred Review
