They’ve made their bed… Lord Kenton is surprisingly happy to be lured to a moonlit gazebo, held at gunpoint by the delectable Cynthia Banester & forced to marry her. The only finger he’s had to lift is the one that’s caressed the neckline of her dress. She’s claimed a title – he’s secured a fortune. There are just two problems – he’s not the real Lord Kenton, & she’s not rich! So they might as well lie in it! Bound by their own deceptions, Cynthia & Jack decide to make the best of a bad deal. They may not have two coins to rub together, but consummating their vows proves deliciously satisfying…