The Tart Shoppe (Harlequin Regency #3)

by Phyllis Taylor Pianka

A first meeting so fraught with misapprehension could lead only to a most spirited battle! — TEAS AND CAKES FOR DISCRIMINATING TASTES — The sign outside The Tart Shoppe door came as a welcome relief to Lady Constance. She and her Aunt Millicent were traveling from Cornwall to London. Yet afflicted as she was with a violent illness, Constance simply had to lie down. Surely this country house would not deny them lodging for the night.... The inn was unexpectedly comfortable -- and strangely ornate. Little did Constance suspect what events would befall her. In her exhausted slumber she didn't know that Jeremy St. James, a rakish earl, was frequenting the establishment... nor did she stir when he unknowingly entered her bedchamber!