A desperate mother. A dubious escort. And a deranged author who won't leave them alone.

Caroline Lindley is determined that her new romance novel will be her best one yet. Fantasy! Formal gowns! Fencing! And, of course, a twentysomething heroine to star in an enemies-to-lovers plot with all of Caroline's favourite tropes.

But Lady Rosamund Hawkhurst is a thirty-six-year-old widow. She has a war to stop and two children to get home to and flatly refuses to take the correct approach to there being Only One Bed.

What's an author to do? Especially when discussions with her editor might reveal that he and Rosamund's Hot Enemy have some suspicious similarities.