2.5 stars.
I honestly should have easily finished this book in a day or two (maybe a week, to account for scheduling), but life got in the way, so To Tempt a Scotsman was put on hiatus for several weeks until I read the last third yesterday and today.
This is a perfectly passable romance. The prose flows well, the dialogue is natural, and the smut was surprisingly good, albeit tame (okay, let's not pretend for two seconds that the cover of this book didn't give away that some hanky-panky would be going down). Even the somewhat rushed climax was still intense and satisfactory.
But unfortunately, there was one major setback to this novel: Collin Blackburn, the love interest. The book didn't start him off on the right foot, with him slut-shaming the heroine both in his mind and in his words. At first, it's utilized as a misunderstanding: he assumed, like so many others, that she was a irredeemable whore who broke his brother's heart and resulted in his death. It's almost sympathetic, because he lost his brother and, at first, had no reason to give this shamed woman the benefit of the doubt.
But Alexandra was merely a victim of circumstance and malicious gossip, forever marking her as a "ruined woman." Though she certainly had "experience" in the game of love, she still had her virginity, though no one would believe her claim, so she played the part she was forced into, even to the point of "deceiving" Collin into bed, though of course, he never asked, only assumed, as Alexandra coldly tells him (seriously, I love this woman). In some ways, this life bought her freedom; in other ways, it made her a target for lecherous men who found her easy. Alexandra is a relatable heroine, in so many ways; she embraces her sexuality, while also having limits, and she knows when to put her foot down, and despises the double standards towards women. "Unrealistic," perhaps, seeing as the story's set in mid-19th century England, but refreshing nonetheless.
But her lover, Collin? Ugh, the man is the biggest flip-flop ever. He goes from slut-shaming to remorseful back and forth so many times it's almost dizzying. I had hoped it would stop once they married, but in some ways, it got worse! He grew so jealous their marriage literally became toxic causing Alexandra to run away from him! How romantic...? >.< The only good thing about it all is he FINALLY got a slap of reality and realized, really and truly, how much of a hypocritical ass he had been to his lover and wife. He was constantly assuming she was disloyal to him solely because of her scandalous past and never once thinking of his own past lovers. Classic misogyny. But, he did finally learn his lesson and properly apologized and followed through with it. And, honestly, I've seen far too much media -- usually with anime -- where the jealous boyfriend is forgiven even when he doesn't voice an apology, so for me, it's always nice when a shameless romance actually gives the man SOME improvement. Albeit, sloppily so.
So, overall, it's a decent romance novel. Last year, I read of far better male love interests, but I suppose an apologetic, redeemed asshole is better than an utterly unbearable one. Better luck next time, maybe?