While Rowena Cherwood did not go around boasting of it, she had a tidy legacy from her parents. Free to choose the life she wanted, and unwilling to live with her overbearing aunt, she accepted a position as Lady Bradwell’s companion. A spinster of twenty-seven, Rowena gave little thought to marriage—until Lyn Bradwell, Lady Bradwell’s long absent son, returned to England. Their chemistry was immediate—and fiery. Love was the last thing on Rowena’s mind—or Lyn’s. Lady Bradwell, impatient for her companion’s happiness and her son’s, wondered how long it would be before her companion and her son would open their eyes.