This book is an entry from Carole Mortimer's "steamy" series. Normally, she writes slightly tamer, quite good Regency romance novels. I really enjoyed her Daring Duchesses series; they were fun, romantic entertainment.
I will try to read some of the other novels in this series, but I was a rather disappointed in this entry. Being a novella, I was expecting a pretty short read, and I wasn't wrong -- but that wasn't the whole issue.
I think she might have hurried writing this one, or been under a tough deadline to start the rest of the series, because I'm not used to seeing such a jarring anachronistic error like mentioning photographs in a story set in the time period before the daguerreotype was even developed! I thought I had stayed up too late, but nope, I re-read the sentence three times. She actually has the heroine recalling a "photograph of the statue of David". Oh, mercy! Call me picky, but unless we're talking about an alternate-history fantasy, or just fantasy in general, where time and space don't matter as much in a strictly linear way, I cannot just pass that error up. Totally threw me out of all willingness to suspend disbelief in favor of the story. Hey nay nay!
Hoping the rest of the series, and her other, more explicit, sexy stories are up to the level of editing and consistency that I've come to expect from Mortimer...