Love Tangle

Confirmed Bachelor.... The Sixth Earl of Frenchmore had a rather jaundiced view of marriage-minded misses. They were all simpering, manipulative featherbrains and he'd have nothing more to do with them or their ambitious mamas. So jaded was the arrogant lord that the forthright intelligence of Miss Deanna St. Cloud seemed nothing less than a miracle. But he was not about to surrender his hard-kept independence simply because her lovely gray eyes shone with honesty and wit and her riotous red curls spoke of inner passion and fire!Headstrong Miss... Deanna St. Cloud was well aware of Lord Frenchmore's disdain for the fairer sex. Yet on several occasions she'd felt his gray-green eyes lingering on her with unsettling warmth. Though she sensibly acknowledged that a penniless Yorkshire spinster was no suitable match for one of the ton's most eligible bachelors. she could not seem to control her wretched imagination. But she could control her actions and she'd die before letting the handsome earl see that he had her completely befuddled. No dashing Corinthian was going to make a cake... or a conquest... out of her!