Rosalind Lovelace had finally had poems accepted by a literary magazine, but she wasn't about to tell Lord Harwell, her neighbor and a notorious rake. Then her publisher, Lord Sylvester, paid a surprise visit to Apple Hill, and her secret came out. Practical woman that she was, could she talk herself into caring for a fop, when her heart was already spoken for? Regency Romance by Joan Smith; originally published by Fawcett Crest