Mr. Devan Farris, a notorious flirt, if he does say so himself, meets his match when he accepts the vicar position in the village of Thistledown, the domain of the widowed marchioness, Lady Avalon Cavensham Warwyk.
Lady Warlock as Devan affectionately calls her wants nothing to do with the irreverent vicar, and she definitely doesn’t need him poking into her business.
When they’re locked in the wine cellar overnight, sparks fly, and soon they find themselves forced to marry.
Wanted: an engagement of convenience. Found: A noble suitor.
Raised on a remote Scottish estate by her adoring grandfather, Lady Theodora Worth has inherited an earldom as well as the land itself. But when an upstart duke challenges her claim to the title and the Ladykyrk estate, Thea is suddenly in need of a husband―in name, at least. An elderly neighbor with a thoroughly modern sensibility and a dashing great-nephew just might be the answer to Thea’s prayers. Except she has no intention of marrying the first man she meets. That would be utterly ridiculous.
It just can’t be him. . .