Widowed Lady Flora Stanton is attending the Whitwell’s annual masquerade ball for one thing only. To finally have a little fun and find herself a paramour. A man who she can share everything with except her heart. Her dead husband owns that and it’s locked safely away. But is she brave enough to admit she’s lonely? The rest of her life is a long time to be without pleasure. Attending the Whitwell’s ball, James Tennison, Earl of Battling recognises the lady in the Grecian Goddess disguise. How could he not? She’s owned his heart for many, many years and tonight he’s putting the memory of his dead best friend to rest and going after what he wants—what he needs. He might never win Lady Flora’s heart, but he’s not prepared to step aside and let her take any other man into her bed.