A passionate Impropriety . . .
Miss Fanella Quinby knew where her proper duty lay. She had to find a husband with a social position to match that of her family, and with wealth enough to rescue her family from its impoverishment. Though Nell was not a dazzling beauty like her sister Aurora, who was seeking the hand of a duke, she was lovely and lively enough to be sure of success in her connubial quest.
Then she met Mr Beau Ferd, and her path to the altar took a disastrous detour It was bad enough that he held the humble post of a common coachman, but it was worse that he might not even have that humble post. How could Nell think of yielding to an imposter whose honor was as dubious as his word? But in the arms of this stranger, whose lips kissed as skillfully as they lied, Nell found herself being driven pell-mell down the road to ruin -- with no way to say whoa . . .