1814 promises to become another eventful time of year, but not, This Writer believes, for Anthony Bridgerton, London’s most elusive bachelor, who has shown no sign that he plans to marry. And in every truth, why should he? When it comes to playing the consummate rake, no one will it better… -Lady Whistledown’s Society Papers, April 1814 But this time around the gossip columnists own it wrong. Anthony Bridgerton hasn’t simply made a decision to marry-he’s even chosen a wife! The just obstacle is normally his intended’s about The Viscount Who Loved Me older sister, Kate Sheffield-the most meddlesome female ever to sophistication a London ballroom. The spirited schemer is driving Anthony mad with her dedication to avoid the betrothal, but when he closes his eyes during the night, Kate’s the girl haunting his increasingly erotic dreams… Contrary to public opinion, Kate is fairly sure that reformed rakes usually do not make the best husbands-and Anthony Bridgerton is the most wicked rogue of them all. Kate is determined to safeguard her sister-but she worries her own heart is vulnerable. And when Anthony’s lip area touch hers, she’s all of a sudden afraid she might not be able to resist the reprehensible rake herself…