In the village of Lambsclere, constance Mayford was known as an angel of mercy. Generous, kind, and caring, she was everything a lady should be. Except married. Unfortunately, her eccentric parents had frightened off all her potential suitors, leaving Constance on the shelf at the advanced age of five and twenty. In fact, she had never been well and truly kissed until one enchanging sumers day. Richard Wexham, the sixth earl of Greywell and a rake in good standing, kenw exactly what to do when he came upon a captivating country maid in a leafy dell, Take her in his arms. Never mind that an entire town was scheming to match him with an elusive, highborn spinster named Constance. Richard would put an end to that plan especially now that he'd lost his heart to a magical once in a lifetime love.