MARRIAGE WAS A BUSINESS ARRANGEMENT, CERTAINLY NO PLACE FOR LOVE....

Logical planning had been the key to success in all Lord Maxwell Kampford's ventures, and marriage would be no exception. Too cynical to be taken in by mere beauty, he simply needed to locate a young lady with the proper credentials, and he would have the perfect fiancee.

In the meantime, he must contrive to find a husband for his ward, Miss Amity Fraser. She, along with her menagerie of orphaned animals, her clutter of flowers, books, and--God save him--livestock in his basement, had turned his quiet bachelor existence into a shambles.

The sooner he married her off the better--a proposition that caused him less joy than he should have imagined.