If Lady Betty had been freckle free, Lord Edward Carrington wouldn’t be in a carriage with her, border bound, hoping to flirt his way out of the parson’s trap.
Edward needs a bride or he’ll be disinherited. Responsible for an estate, he needs to fall on his sword and marry but his shadowed bloodline doesn’t bode well. Looking after people is his job. He’s good at it. He’s not so good at asking for help; especially if it means letting his future wife watch him die.
Losing a loved one breaks people; Betty’s seen it happen. Marrying will let her escape the mausoleum her father has turned their home into, but she needs a husband she won’t mind losing. With only one man to choose from, Edward seems perfect until she realises she’s found her first true friend. A friend capable of making her toes curl.
Bonnet eating sheep, mid-road waltzes and duels at dawn; a fifty-fifty chance of losing each other in the future is nothing compared to what tomorrow holds.
I like the quirky sense of fun that underlines this story. Lady Betty’s dry, witty sense of humour made me smile. Edward is charming, although far removed from an alpha Regency rake. This story is often sensual but has the ambience of a gentle, traditional historical romance. More historical details would make this story more atmospheric. The plot is simple but it becomes increasingly complex with a series of convoluted marriage proposals and mixed signals that keep you guessing.
Interesting characters, lovely country house setting and a nice mix of romance, sensuality and fun counter the difficult circumstances Betty and Edward find themselves in. A suitably dramatic ending and the epilogue ensures the desired happy ever after.
I received a copy of this book from the author in return for an honest review.
My rating: 4 of 5 stars