This book started out great, with chemistry sparks flying between the hero and heroine. However, it began to sour for me, when 250 pages in the heroine is still stubbornly obstinate about telling the hero the truth of what she is doing sneaking around trying to solve her mother's murder. No matter how badly she insulted the hero, he came back to rescue her time & again. He had more patience than I did.
I haven't read a historical romance in a while, and this one chose me in the Little Library on our block.
To say that I was disappointed would put it mildly. In my young adult days I inhaled this genre and I wonder if it was just this book that disappoints. The heroine managed to act both completely prudish and slutty at the same time. The plot, as it were, was crammed into the last 20% of the book and was ill-conceived. The romance was unromantic and makes you wonder how the people could like one another through her childish manipulation and his brutish, one-sided handling of the affairs. Were all the historical romances all like that?
Lady Maura Daventry has been forced to endure the condemnation and whispered speculation of society ever since the murder of her scandalous mother. But when Maura inadvertently discovers that the wrong person might have been held responsible for the crime, she sets out to find answers by teaming up with Gabriel Sutcliffe, Earl of Hawksley, the one man who could prove to be a threat to her vulnerable heart: the devilishly handsome and dangerously seductive son of the very man once accused of her mother's death...