They're wrong for each other, for all
the right
reasons...
Lord Randolph Gresham has come to
London for one reason
only-to find a suitable wife. Verity Sinclair may be
intelligent, beautiful, and full of spirit, but her father
knows a secret about Randolph that makes her entirely
unsuitable as his bride. Not right for him at all, never,
not a chance.
Verity knows that Lord Randolph lives in
a country parish,
and she wants nothing more than to escape to town. He may be
fascinating, attractive, rich, and the son of a duke, but
she'll never marry him, nor will she talk to him, flirt with
him, walk with him, or dine with him. She'll sing a duet
with him, but only this one time, and only because everyone
insists.
But one duet invariably leads to
another.