ratings · Published: Dec 1st, 2012
As far as Miss Amelia Caulfield is concerned, the fact that her fiancé is a marquess does not excuse the peas on his cravat, whiskey on his breath, or horses on his brain. With the wedding set for tomorrow, life just might be over before Amelia’s even gotten to the interesting bits. That is, unless she can convince the Duke of Haliford (who, if rumors are correct, knows a great deal about the interesting bits) to marry her—tonight. But twelve hours is hardly enough time to even flirt properly, and arranging a tryst at a ball can be so difficult. Fortunately, there’s a secret alcove behind her mother’s potted palm, and it’s big enough for two.