by Martha Kirkland

A catch of the breath. A beat of the heart. And Miss Olivia Mallory is gone. Over the moon at the ripe age of five and twenty. The rouge who was caught her attention: the dashing yet dangerous Lord David Crighton. The former British spy is a peer among peers. And Miss Livvy Mallory--a simple country girl--would do well to watch her step.
But Livvy's purpose in coming to London is not to fall in love. It is to confer with the publisher of her deceased cousin's love poems--and to seek out their inspiration. All she knows about the mystery man is that his name begins with a