Baillie and Carter are not friends. They never have been and they probably never will be. Not after 17 years of living next door to each other. Not now despite living under the same roof. They don't hate each other, even though they pretend that they do, but they definitely are not friends. Friends don't look at each other like that. Friends don't think about each other like that. Friends don't touch each other like that or have wet dreams about each other. They may have been neighbors, they may be roommates, and they might possibly be lovers, but Baillie and Carter (and I cannot stress this enough) are not friends.

Katherine Lancashire doesn't enjoy married life. She does not enjoy the life of a duchess or a wife at all. Everything in her life had gotten duller and duller since her arranged marriage to The Duke of Lancashire. That is, until she meets a mysterious stranger in her husband's study while escaping her own ball. What will Katherine do when the stranger offers her a way out, offers her a life away from the mundane duties of a duchess and a housewife. When he offers her passion and spontaneity will she abandon her life, her husband, to chase an adventure she's dream of since she was a girl? And what of this handsome stranger? Who is he? Where did he come from? Why is his smile so... sharp?