Mocked by the aristocracy for his eccentricity, his explosive inventions and flying machines, Leeford Gunn is content to let his peers say what they want. So what if he prefers the company of steel, brass and steam-powered machines? So what if his only friends are a quite mad cousin and a vinegary groundskeeper? He cares nothing what people think. Until he meets her. She embodies female perfection—wit, strength, beauty. That she wears a small armory worked into that fascinating corset of hers only adds to the allure.
Eleanor Cleverly takes pride in her perfect record. Yet her newest assignment is anything but common—Gunn might be a social disaster and gauche inventor by day, but at night, the handsome man reveals himself to be a skilled and vigorous lover, one for whom she rapidly falls. But to add to the chaos, he has more enemies than a loose-lipped financier and hands skilled enough to make her forget the reason she was assigned to his case. To kill him.