Sarah should have been grateful for Mark Tarrington’s timely intervention. Without a reference, no one but the notoriously handsome lord would ever have hired such a young and lovely widow as a governess for his niece and nephew. But instead Sarah was furious — at being forced to accept Tarrington’s favors, at his ruthless arrogance and taunting remarks, and, most of all, at the way her heart jumped every time his piercing eyes bore into hers!
A breath of scandal had always surrounded Mark Tarrington’s far from saintly existence. Never before had he hesitated to bed any woman he desired. But the intriguing and rather mysterious Sarah Thornton was obviously going to require patience. Unfortunately, that was the one quality Tarrington had very little of!