"I need a wife, Sophy, but not to share my bed." To Sophy, who believed she was frigid, it seemed the perfect arrangement. Jon Phillips, her kind and understanding boss, was offering Sophy a marriage of convenience. He needed someone to help care for his niece and nephew, and Sophy already loved the children as if they were her own. Her feelings for Jon, however, were less clear. In sharing a roof together, Sophy became increasingly aware of her husband and of her growing desire to make their marriage a real one in every sense.