Tristan Wyndam had envisioned his late mentor's daughter as a bespectacled spinster, not a youthful beauty. He'd hoped to find her intelligent, not utterly lacking in common sense. He'd anticipated helping to secure her inheritance, not escorting her --
unchaperoned -- to Paris. But Lila Covington defied all his expectations -- and society's conventions. She did, however, promise, to protect
his reputation on their illicit journey, striking the Englishman speechless. Then she donned britches to play the part of a boy, and her enticing legs rendered him breathless. But it was her performance as his wife that left him senseless with desire and longing for all the trappings of a real marriage. Luckily the befuddled barrister suspected he possessed the only lure strong enough to snare a liberated lady: love.
