Deirdre had loved him since she was six years old. Now young Lord St. Clair was a soldier home from the wars with a scandalous tragedy trailing at his heels.

She had to know if he was truly the man she once had loved, or the callous rake and murderer society now claim him to be.

And so she deceived him--hid behind a gypsy's face and tried to snare him with a stranger's kiss...