Cressida Charmsworth had only recently learned to savor the pleasures of the rich. Now at the age of twenty-three she was societys darling, having inherited more money than a country girl could ever imagine. Needing to get away from Londons social whirlwind, Cressida set her eyes on a quaint summer cottage by the sea. But its owner, Lord Daunty, refused her. Now ensconced in the house next door, she did some midnight snooping only to be swept in the lusty embrace of a stranger . . .