Years ago, Lord Guy Harrowby, Viscount of Wennington, was humiliated when a romantic gesture went wrong. Since then, he hasn't wanted to date, let alone get married and have children, despite the promise he made to his mother. His heart now lies with his land and work. In desperation, his mother decides to bring society to him via a weeklong house party so that she can find a suitable match for him. After failing as a governess, Lottie Travers isn’t proving to be any better at being a lady’s companion. As the only girl in an all-male household growing up, she’s developed several bad habits. Even after years of Miss Prentice’s teachings, Lottie still climbs a tree better than she embroiders and can't seem to curb the desire to ride a horse in breeches. But with the family farm in trouble, and her father in need of her wages, she’s determined to concentrate on her career. There is only one woman that catches Guy’s eye. And Lottie can't seem to stop thinking about the grumpy Lord. Can these two open their eyes and realize that they may just be the perfect match?
When I first started reading this story, I was entranced. I loved the main characters, and how totally opposite they were from each other. I was able to see the romance between them come alive. The plot was why I continued to read this story until the end. What made it utterly frustrating though was how much descriptive language there was. When describing what one character was wearing took three pages, and each chapter was at least 25 minutes long, it became one of the slowest reads I've ever had to deal with. I love reading romance, both historical and contemporary, but when the pacing is off, it makes it harder for me to enjoy it. Thanks to NetGalley and St Martin's Press for this advanced reader's copy. This review is my honest opinion.
When I first started reading this story, I was entranced. I loved the main characters, and how totally opposite they were from each other. I was able to see the romance between them come alive. The plot was why I continued to read this story until the end. What made it utterly frustrating though was how much descriptive language there was. When describing what one character was wearing took three pages, and each chapter was at least 25 minutes long, it became one of the slowest reads I've ever had to deal with. I love reading romance, both historical and contemporary, but when the pacing is off, it makes it harder for me to enjoy it. Thanks to NetGalley and St Martin's Press for this advanced reader's copy. This review is my honest opinion.






