All Nash Morgans wanted to do was run his ink manufacturing business with his friends, go home to his cat, and not fall in love. His plans are knocked awry by the enigmatic Lord Rochford who broods in ballrooms like Nash’s favorite kind of gothic romance hero and occasionally goes on diatribes about the post office. Not that Lord Rochford knows he exists. Not that Nash would pursue him even if he did.
When a debutante asks Nash for help with convincing Lord Rochford to propose to her, Nash takes it as a sign to set his infatuation with the viscount aside and help his friend make a match. Lord Rochford has other ideas in mind when he catches sight of the charming Nash Morgans, but can he convince a hopeless romantic to take one more shot at love?
All Nash Morgans wanted to do was run his ink manufacturing business with his friends, go home to his cat, and not fall in love. His plans are knocked awry by the enigmatic Lord Rochford who broods in ballrooms like Nash’s favorite kind of gothic romance hero and occasionally goes on diatribes about the post office. Not that Lord Rochford knows he exists. Not that Nash would pursue him even if he did.
When a debutante asks Nash for help with convincing Lord Rochford to propose to her, Nash takes it as a sign to set his infatuation with the viscount aside and help his friend make a match. Lord Rochford has other ideas in mind when he catches sight of the charming Nash Morgans, but can he convince a hopeless romantic to take one more shot at love?