Lady Sophie has arranged the perfect match...Her husband-to-be is a handsome earl in need of the sort of dowry she can provide. All that's left is to attend to her aunt's Christmastide house party and finalize the details. The dilemma? When her aunt accidentally points out the wrong man, Sophie finds herself making promises to a man who is not her intended. The Duke of Barton might be titled, but he's also a notorious rake. If only she'd known before she allowed the rogue a kiss under the mistletoe.But worst of all… the kiss is pure magic. Which is just awful since every member of the ton knows the Duke of Barton will never marry.How is she going to arrange a match now with mistletoe kisses dancing in her head?
