Lady Sara Harland was as sensible as she was beautiful. Since she had to have a husband, she decided to take her pick from a list of the choicest lords available. One name, however, she crossed off her list. Why should she even consider Myles Fenwick, the Earl of St. Quinton, when so many other eligible lords were much less insufferably arrogant and shockingly libertine? Sara was sure she would have no trouble snaring a perfect mate while herself avoiding the infamous charm and insidious attractiveness of the infuriating earl. But though this level-headed young heiress had her mind made up, her heart had ideas of its own.