Chapter OneOur hero is issued a challenge for Love
Colonel Michael Sanson didn't understand women.
He certainly didn't understand himself when it came to them...or rather to one in particular -- Ivy.
She was his Ideal. His Helen of Troy. His Cleopatra. His damn, bloody Delilah.
Five years ago, when she had been fresh from the schoolroom and he just turned one and twenty, they'd fallen in love. Of course, as the fifth son of an earl, he'd had little to offer her -- a point her father, Sir William Lewin, had made clear to him. Michael hadn't been afraid to prove his mettle. He'd purchased his colors in the...