The long awaited seventh book in Cynthia Breeding's Rogue series.

An independent Scottish lass who takes orders from no one...
A Highlander used to being obeyed without question...
Maybe Fate does have a sense of humor.

Having lost her virginity to a smooth-talking man who betrayed her, Annie Ferguson vows never to make that mistake again. She is educated and perfectly capable of making her own way in life as an independent businesswoman. She joins a women's club devoted to breaking the ranks of union workers and allowing women equal jobs for equal pay. The problem is they are a century and a half too early. 1817 Glasgow isn't ready for them...a fact that becomes apparent when the group is attacked at a meeting and pelted with rotten fruit and vegetables.

Niall MacDonald has no intentions of letting the parson slip a noose over his neck any time soon. There are too many willing lasses to woo. But when Annie and her club members are attacked on the street, he decides to become her official escort. It's the least he can do since he is a resident of her mother's boarding house and Annie has no father. It's a good thing he's decided to do so, since the stubborn female keeps placing herself in precarious situations. Not that she is grateful. Annie is the most tenacious, obstinate, and opinionated female Niall has ever met.

Yet the more she insists she doesn't need his protection, the more he is drawn to provide it, making Annie all the more determined to slip away from him every chance she gets. But will she slip away one time too often?