The Count of Vaucoeur should never have attended the ball knowing Lady Fiona Blackwood would be there.

Lady Fiona should never have beckoned to Lord Vaucoeur after weeks of only staring.

And perhaps if both of them had behaved as they should, they would never have found themselves escaping disaster, soaking wet, and in each other’s arms.

Sometimes a simple London ball can turn into the greatest adventure of all…

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