Lady Elizabeth Weston was no lady, nor did she want to be one. Her world consisted of tree-climbing, bathing in the nude, and fooling the ton of England as she played the part of a street urchin in London. And, if she remained unmarried, she would gain her great fortune in days. <br> <br>Alexander, Duke of Winterbourne had his life in order. A proper Duke did things the proper way; his marriage was set to a lady of quality, his way clear. Then Lizzie Baggage entered his dull, orderly existence; and he fell apart. He destroyed her clothing, romped in a lake, and climbed trees to rescue her, only to discover she didn’t need rescuing. He did. <br> <br>It was too bad that his marriage was set—the perfect Duchess for his exalted position—would he right his world or do the unthinkable—and marry the woman he craved? <br>