"I don't believe in love, that paltry, piddling emotion. Indeed, if love is ever going to find me, someone will first have to convince me it exists."
-- Chase St. John to his brother Devon, while riding through Hyde Park.
Does she dare?
To save her family from ruin, Harriet Ward invented a fiancé — a wealthy sea captain. But now the bank wants proof of the man's existence. Just as Harriet despairs, fate drops a mysterious stranger into her arms, who she believes has no idea of his own identity . . . Does Harriet dare mislead the disturbingly handsome stranger? And if she does, what will be the cost?
Will he win?
Chase St. John knows exactly who he is. While quitting London, Chase was waylaid by foot-pads and left for dead. Awakening in the care of Miss Harriet Ward, Chase is astonished when the tempting maid brazenly announces that he is her betrothed. Chase, ever a rogue, decides to play the part of adoring lover. But the price is rich, indeed, when it might mean losing his own heart.