How does an earl teach his four meddling sisters a lesson about interfering in his affairs? A fake courtship ought to do nicely.
The Earl of Evans knew from the first moment that the invitation arrived that the Christmastide house party his sisters were hosting was a ruse. They'd done it before...they'd already found the recipe. Take an eligible lord and a marriageable lady, add a sleigh ride, some mistletoe, and few candlelit evenings with Christmastide carols and boom, he'd go from one of England's most eligible bachelors to a happily married man.
Only he has no interest in marriage, and even better, neither does the lady they've chosen for his prospective bride. Together, they concoct the perfect foil to his sister's schemes: they'll pretend that his sisters' plans have worked.
The problem? His sisters managed to get some things right after all. Because sleigh rides and mistletoe kisses might make a man wonder. And the more times he spends with Lady Duxbury, the more he questions who is playing who and which feelings are part of the act and which ones are coming directly from his heart?
