It was only matter of time before I reviewed this book. I really love it. It’s exactly the sort of easy-to-read girly fluff that will keep you up all night. In a good way. I’m pretty sure I read it in a day, and glared impressively at anyone who forced me to look away from it.
In order to escape the tedium of Bath and evade an unwanted suitor, Marianne Daventry accepts an invitation to visit a large country estate whose heir her sister is hoping to ensnare. She gets more than she bargains for when a highway man holds up their carriage and shoots her coachman. But she realizes she’s in way over her head when a mysterious handsome gentleman rushes in to assist her. Annoyed with his continued interference, she comforts herself with the fact that she will never have to see him again. Unfortunately for her, she runs in to him again upon her arrival to the estate. His easygoing manner pulls her into a tentative friendship, but she is caught of gaurd by his flirtatious manner, and wishes her friend would stop implying sentiments he clearly doesn’t feel or mean to act on.
Is it terribly deep? No. Is it worth reading? I think so. The truth is, this book is just good clean fun (like a guilty pleasure but not dirty). You will probably read this in a day and enjoy every second of it (unless you’re a guy.) And if you’re anything like me, you’ll spend much of the time squeeking and saying “That’s so cute!” every four seconds.