Barbara Rochdale was desperately in need of help. In order to insure her inheritance, she had to marry, and her guardians had already selected the bridegroom. Babs detested him.
There was only one person who could help her. Tristem, Lord Belfort—her oldest and dearest friend. Babs knew he couldn't refuse her. If anyone could find her a suitable husband, he could.
But suddenly there was one big problem. Babs wished Lord Belfort weren't so intent on looking for a mate for her. Because Babs had fallen in love. With Tristem Belfort....