The Duke of Littlefield said no. He would not, could not, absolutely should not sponsor Miss Betsy Brightham's coming out. He was a titled nobleman; she was a merchant's daughter. He was a fashionable bachelor, she was a country bumpkin. But he was out of blunt... and she was the granddaughter of his wealthy grandmama's oldest friend. What was a rakehell with a reputation to uphold to do? This untutored miss not only had the name of a parlor maid, but her family was a scandal. So the duke decided to teach this infuriating social climber a lesson... with the kind of match she deserved! The deuce of it was, Betsy had the most beautiful blue eyes, dazzling smile, and dimples designed to bewitch a man and-heaven forbid! -bring out the best in him!