Surprisingly this book ended in a way completely different from how I thought it would. I thought something was a little fishy, but the truth of Sir Mitchell Renshaw’s murder was far more insidious then I imagined.

The book itself is otherwise a fairly typical historical romance between relative strangers. Despite his indecent proposals towards Jade I don’t think Lord Bannetyne was as dissolute as his reputation warranted (rumors and otherwise) and his actions only prove his rakishness is a ruse. His and Jade’s relationship can only be described as ‘tempestuous’ and heated, passion from their attraction to each other only further igniting their own argumentative behaviors.

I was more interested in Jade’s sisters then Bannatyne’s shrill shrew of a sister and thought only better of him as he tried to make them feel at ease within his home.

In the end I enjoyed this book, but it didn’t excite me as much as I had hoped. ( )