To ambrose p. merriman, a stage actor who's gained acclaim on three continents, reaver escorts are more trouble than they're worth. easy-come, easy-go, he hardly bothers to learn their names anymore. but the director and producer of their theater troupe, who are already dancing on the fringes of acceptability, won't risk losing their independence by neglecting this duty to the in-between. reaver greta demerara comes with suspiciously excellent references, but by the time the evernhold brothers realize she's carrying considerably more baggage than anyone bothered to mention, the train's already left the station. what's more, it's quickly apparent that greta's no easier to deal with than their star. it's either a game of cat and canary or a courtship. and ambrose would give almost anything for a look at the script.