Not only did Miss Honoria Danforth prefer to be called Honor by her friends, she also thought of herself as the most honorable of young ladies. What then was she doing stealing money from a perfect stranger? Still more shocking, what was she doing spending the night in an inn posing as his wife? And most troubling of all, what was she to do when he turned out to be Edward Lawrence, an ungentlemanly gentleman as cynical as he was handsome, for whom honor was not of the least concern?
Thus it was that the guilty innocent found herself at the mercy of a man who had no mercy, forced to play a perilous part in a game of let's-pretend wedlock. Even worse, she had to fight to keep a rake, who had stolen her heart far more skillfully than she had stolen his purse, from stealing her virtue as well.