Dating the Duke

A duke and a writer walk into a bar, and the barman saysnever mind. They're in the library, and they're not wearing any clothes. Oops.

My name is Adelaide Astley, and if there was anything remotely exciting about me to tell you, I would.Sure, my uncle is the Duke of Leicester, and my mother bucked family tradition to marry "below" her and open a hotel, but I'm nothing but an aspiring author with a Tudor era obsession.Oh, and I'm spending the summer tutoring the daughter of the current Duke of Worcesterwho happens to be a regular in my highly inappropriate midnight dreams.Thirty-year-old Alexander Winthrop-Bentley is so not my type, but hours of chess games and arguments over Tudor dynasties mean we're thrown together more often than we should be. And when he shares with me that he needs a date for a charitable event, my mouth betrays me by offering myself up for the evening.How I find myself naked in the library is another matter...