Gah, we need half stars. This is a solid three and a half. I'm being hard on Hunter because I feel she's right on the edge of something amazing and then doesn't quite get there. It's all fine, but it could be so, so great. There's much to like here. The language is well done and period appropriate. The descriptions are lovely. The H/h are well-characterised. Bright, independent Padua and clever, determined, sensible (in many respects) Ives. The sex is really well written and the sexual tension between the characters builds nicely and is maintained. There's a weird sort of half-hearted BDSM element to this book which I didn't care for (this is the 'wicked' aspect of the stupid title); it felt shoehorned in and, frankly, if you're going to Go There (and I'm not sure you should in an historical romance) then you should actually go the whole way rather than having bondage just turn up in the bedroom without any kind of pre-amble. The relationship between Ives and his brothers is well done and I liked that Gareth and Eva made an appearance in the story. The plot rumbled along quite reasonably, but there's a sense that Hunter had an idea but didn't commit to it. A barrister falling for the daughter of the man he's prosecuting is a really interesting concept, but the barrister bit seemed a bit lost. Sure, there's some discussion at the start about barristers and solicitors ('So I must find a solicitor and have him ask you. Instead of one lawyer I must hire two.' - yep, God Bless the English legal system) and some legalese thrown in there but Ives spends most of his time investigating the crime rather than prosecuting it. You don't even get a scene with Ives in a courtroom, let alone donning his wig and gown - I am mystified that you can pass this up if you have a barrister hero. Perhaps a barrister doing some investigating pre-trial isn't completely unrealistic for the early 19th century [for an historian turned lawyer, I know precious little about the history of my profession: must read a book on this], but it's certainly not how things work nowadays. Even with the investigating though, Hunter doesn't really commit and somehow the book ends up being (mostly) a typical kind of historical romance which goes from front room, to park, to dining room, to bedroom, to country mansion, to London and back again. There's nothing wrong with those kind of books, most of my favourite reads are exactly those kind of books, but they do require the central romance to shine. It's here where Hunter falls down. As with the first book in this series the characters get together because of mutual attraction. That's fine, but I need a bit more. Perhaps some sparkling dialogue or a scene or two where one wins the other over or a few of those small but profound moments when one can see the love developing. This has all come across as awfully critical. I don't mean it to. I really enjoyed this book. I'll be reading the next one in the series, I just hope that's the book where Hunter knocks it out of the park, because she has all the skills to write something brilliant, Tall, Dark and Wicked isn't quite there.