If he had to beg, borrow or steal, so be it. When Lady Imogen Remlow stole a kiss in the gazebo, wearing a "borrowed" necklace, she had no notion that she had lost anything more than a touch of her virtue. She had not noticed, indeed she had not cared, that the emerald pendant had slipped from her slender neck.

But George Beame, Viscount Oakfort, had noticed the missing necklace and the slender neck. The heirloom belonged to his family, and Lady Imogen belonged to a poet. And by George, he would not rest until they were both returned!