One wedding, two high school enemies and a dark closet. Lady Lucy Sandborn was the bain of my existence. I didn't realise she'd be at this wedding. Nor that she'd be the Maid of Honour to my Best Man. I was heartily regretting the life choices that led me here as she sashayed down the aisle, looking like all my wet dreams rolled into a neat icy package. But for the sake of the bride and groom, I'm sure we can put our differences aside and get along for one evening. I think. Maybe. This is the prequel to A Peony For Your Thoughts and features an old fued, enemies to lovers to enemies, a ballsy heroine, and a hero that just doesn't know when to quit.