Not a day passes in which Lord Atlas Bromley doesn’t fall in love.
And meeting Mrs. Clara Bronwen proves no different. She wants to work as cabinet maker on his brother’s country estate, but he’d rather have the delectable, curvy widow with a steel spine in his bed. Clearly, he can’t hire her. Working with her every day, he might fall harder, deeper, truer. Instant love can’t turn into the real thing. Not for a wounded man like him.
Not a breath passes in which Mrs. Clara Bromley doesn’t fear for her son.
