Amanda Lofton, daughter of an exceedingly wealthy merchant, has fashionable clothes, impeccable grooming, and dreamy brown eyes. What she doesn't have is a suitor who wants her love, not her money.
Meeting a blond stranger engaging in fisticuffs in a country meadow seems an act of providence. Amanda is smitten at first glance. Who is this tall Viking-like pugilist? None other than the honorable and penniless Rance Straughn, who is being urged by his family to court Amanda as a "bride of convenience" in order to solve his financial woes. But Rance Straughn would far rather earn his fortune in public boxing matches than marry. 'T would be a scandal if the ton uncovers a gentleman in the ring. Alas, 't will be far worse if an unconventional miss risks her reputation and comes out fighting with an audacious plan to bring the man of her dreams to the altar... after he cries "uncle" and surrenders his heart.
I was excited about this one because it featured a somewhat unconventional paring - the heroine is a merchant's daughter; the hero is poor - but it was such a disappointment. This was a first novel and it really read like one. Way too much actually happens, plot-wise; the heroine is constantly running off on escapades, the hero is having a variety of adventures, it's all just one thing after another, and it has that first-regency-romance-novel issue where the sensibilities are very modern and the heroine is ridiculously spunky but every so often she throws in some regency swear words so that we know she's read Georgette Heyer. It just didn't work for me. I spent months trying to finish it and finally have given up.