An Awkward Arrangement

WITH HER FLAMING HAIR, FLASHING EYES, AND OUTSPOKEN WAYS, SHE WAS A PRIME EXAMPLE OF THOSE CONFOUNDING IRISH. Molly Mill's plan to return to her native Ireland did not include a handsome stranger appearing at her door, announcing that the heirloom furniture she'd purchased for her uncle had been stolen from the aforementioned stranger's ancestral home. Furthermore, every stock of it would have to be returned before the Prince Regent's visit! She wondered briefly what Lord Lindworth might look like with his hair unkempt from a wild horse ride over the Irish countryside, but she gave up, he seemed so stiff, so very English. Besides, she'd bought the furniture and intended to keep it. Her uncle, at least, had more sense and agreed to return everything. But Lindworth never dreamed the old coot would invite himself to the Lindworth estate, thereby creating a house party that included the intractable Miss Mills and a love triangle as stormy as the Irish sea....