The Baronet's Convenient Governess

She expected nothing. He was about to ruin that entirely.

Marry within the year, or lose his daughter to the family who wants her only for her fortune.

Widowed baronet Sir Edmund Selby refuses to court a stranger his grieving little girl will only fear. So he makes an impossible offer to the one woman the child trusts — the governess. His name, a fortune of her own, and separate rooms. A marriage of pure convenience.

Clara Renshaw has spent three years being invisible and a lifetime expecting nothing. She knows a penniless governess who marries above her station is the fastest scandal in England — and that this cold arrangement is the safest thing she will ever be offered. She says yes.

Neither of them counted on the lingering breakfasts. The waltz where the whole county discovers what the grey wool was hiding. They certainly never counted on falling in love — because love is precisely the scandal that could tear the child away, and the only way to keep her may be to swear, in open court, that none of it was ever real.

A slow-burn Regency of convenience novella for everyone who has ever wanted to be seen — slow to burn, scorching once it does.