The ladies in London are abuzz over Mary Shelley's Frankenstein,
especially Miss Sarah Moorehouse. Her imagination is fired up, so when
she spies Matthew Devenport, Marquess Langston, mysteriously sneaking
home in the wee hours clutching a shovel, she simply must investigate.
Impelled by curiosity, the adventurous lass steals into his
bedchamber--only to be caught red-handed by the impossibly handsome and
totally naked nobleman.
The Marquess Langston has more important things to worry about than a
group of literature-loving ladies. But Matthew's grand plan to rescue
the family from ruin could be lost when he discovers Sarah hiding behind
his bedroom curtain. What is this meddlesome woman up to? And why are
his desires inflamed by a chit who is too inquisitive for her own good?
Well, two can play at this game . . . and when Matthew captures the
beguiling Sarah in all her naked glory, the night of mischief has only
just begun.