Good heavens – I've gotten myself into a sc****! Mere weeks ago, I was simply Jenny Penny, a lady's maid, a lord's illegitimate daughter, and a lover of fine frocks. But my credit at the shops of Bath has been cut off, and I am forced to sell my homemade facial cream at night, without my employers' knowledge. Who knew it would become the sensation of the ton? That society ladies would apply it to a most intimate part of their body? Or that rumor would spread that "tingle cream" was created by a highborn woman named Lady Eros?

If that were not enough, my mistresses—the matchmaking Featherton Sisters—have made me their new project. By passing me off as Lady Genevieve, they mean to see me wed to Callum Campbell, Lord Argyll. I cannot fault their taste. His sable-dark eyes and his devastatingly wicked smile thrill me.

Now I am Lady Genevieve by day and Lady Eros by night. And I blush to think of what will happen when Callum and society discover that, in truth, I am neither.

I was almost going to skip this book, as the two previous books I had read by Caskie had been less than great, glad I did. An interesting plot with some minor twists. Caskie does have a weakness in portraying the heros. She came a little closer this time. I wish more Regency authors would attempt to write the 'downstairs' stories. There is so much depth waiting there. ( )