A lecherous lord out for revenge and the black sheep of the O'Malley family complicate this Regency Romance on the Duke's Guard's latest assignment—to find a missing woman.

O'Malley doesn't believe in coincidences, nor that his cousin has somehow managed to stumble upon the missing woman he has been sent to find. He arrives at the inn to discover OGhill has locked the vicars niece in her room at the inn and left him to face the fireworks.

When O'Malley opens the door, a winsome lass with eyes the color of morning mist—magnified by her spectacles—wild red curls, and freckles falls into his arms. Her expression of wonder and attraction goes to O'Malley's head like three fingers of the Irish on an empty gut. But it is a kiss in the garden at midnight that has O'Malley falling hard for the enchanting lass.

Caroline Gillingham has lost everything: her older brother and his best friend—the man she promised to wait for—on the battlefield on the Iberian Peninsula,