4 stars. I find myself oddly bereft, unhappy with the ending. It didn't sit well even when we are finally given our HEA. The story was fun, the banter amazing, the inner dialogue still tedious and the mystery was just ok (not as compelling but I guess they all can't be).
Peeve- I hate it when supposedly responsible people run and hide! Avoidance never fixes anything.
And I realize that this series is a single POV thru Bea's character but it wasn't until book 3 that I really felt the imbalance. Its too much Bea, not enough Duke! Dearly hoping the next book will heal my little heart after the spoiler- I have listed the quote at the bottom of the review.
This mystery is brought to you once again by the Otley Family. Strange connections have been happening and now - another murder!
Highlights and spoilers ahead!
Bea realizes the futility of her love:
It was almost enough to turn a foolish girl’s head. Fortunately, Bea wasn’t foolish. She was just imprudent enough to fall in love with him but too clever to believe for a moment that he could ever return her regard.
We get the wit we have come to love:
Bea nodded and imagined this was true, as Mrs. Otley seemed particularly devoted to remaining as ignorant as possible about many things.
Very well written:
Although the prospect of an existence entirely free of Kesgrave felt like a tragedy now, the truth was she’d known him for less than six months, which was really only a meager fraction of her life. She’d passed twenty-six mostly content years before him and would no doubt pass twenty-six mostly content years after him.
For some reason, this thought, which had been calculated to put a little steel in her spine, deflated her completely, and as she crossed the floor, she had to resist the urge to drop to her knees and weep like a small child.
Lady Abercrombie is an unexpected ally:
Trust me, my dear, I speak from experience: It cannot be love if it’s not returned. It’s something else and it’s just as painful, but it’s not love and you will get through it,” she said and reached over to grasp her hand.
The solemn intensity with which Lady Abercrombie spoke convinced Bea she believed every word she was saying.
Finally, the Duke:
"Do note, Miss Hyde-Clare, how quick I am to process new concepts and apply them to practical situations.” The glint of humor in his eyes revealed that he was enjoying one of his favorite pastimes: mocking himself as a way of teasing her.
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To be treated like just another person in his life when he was in fact the most important person in hers was simply unbearable.
“No, I can’t dance with you,” Bea said frankly. “It’s out of the question.”
Despite his claim to wounded vanity, Kesgrave seemed only amused by her rejection and calmly asked her why it could not be considered.
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“Well done, Kesgrave,” she said approvingly. “Very well done. You have the ability to learn from past mistakes, which is a very attractive and rare quality in a man. I believe there is hope for you yet.”
Although she meant the comment merely as a distraction from his efforts to restrict her movements, she could not smother the admiration she felt for him, and whatever ruse he was expecting, he appeared too struck by the warmth and sincerity of her tone to recall it.
Nonplussed, he stared at her for several long seconds before murmuring, “Is there? I think I might be too far gone.”
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“I cannot tell if you are disappointed the wrong man died,” the duke said as soon as they were outside, “or if you’re disappointed you’ve been denied a satisfying conclusion.”
It was a fair question, and Bea did not take offense. Rather, she marveled at how easily Kesgrave could read her thoughts.
LOVED this:
“The most fun I’ve ever had in my whole life was watching you climb over the counter in Mercer Brothers while instructing Mr. Hamish on how to make his sign. You have thoroughly corrupted me,” he admitted, “and like any reprobate worth his salt I’m a grateful participant in my own downfall.”
BUT- this just hit me as so wrong:
“And to think I once foolishly believed I could desire your mind with every ounce of my being,” he said softly as he released her lips, “and not crave your body with every breath. We must get married at once, my love, for I am not accustomed to the sting of self-denial.”
Unused to self-denial is he? He's a man whore, its so disappointing. Goes with the times I guess but still...
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It ends abruptly, with them confessing love then announcing a murderer so we don't get any witty lovely banter moments...
Also, the beginning info dumps are getting longer and longer, more and more tedious (as I start the next one!).