This book was a sweet and sexy romance, full of feels but it was, more than anything, Alice’s story.
I couldn’t help but love shy, kind, Alice. Years of living with a cruel, disparaging, cold-hearted mother left her lonely, full of self doubt, with her self-esteem in tatters. Her vulnerability endeared her to me and I can’t remember the last time I came across a heroine who so truly deserved her HEA.
Certainly no man would ever love her for herself. Mama said this was expected, that Alice’s dowry was her only redeeming quality. The men won’t mind your plain face when they hear the size of your dowry.
“I don’t have a type of woman,” he said, “but if I did, how are you so certain you’re not it?” Because you’re perfect and I’m . . . me.
Kit was the proverbial gilded age playboy… rakish good looks, experienced, sexy and incredibly charming. What I loved most about him though was his kindness to Alice. I’m always mad for a bad boy antihero but it was Kit’s big, kind heart that did me in and made me fall in love with him. He, too, struggled with feelings of not being good enough, his awful father telling him from the time he was a child that he’d never be more than just a dim bulb and a pretty face, “shallow as a saucer.” He was always upbeat and outgoing, the life of the party, while inside his father’s voice whispered that he’d never amount to anything.
At a house party in Newport, Alice and Kit struck a bargain. He needed a top chef’s recipes for the new supper club he was opening (a chef who Alice had known since she was a child and often cooked with on the sly) and she wanted him to teach her how to be attractive to a man, how to flirt, how to be seen as more than just a dowry. Kit’s clandestine lessons were so sensual that I ended up burning right along with the two of them.
“Alice, I . . .” He dropped his gaze to her mouth. “I really, really want to kiss you right now.” He seemed perfectly serious and rational, suffering no delusions of any kind that she could tell. Nevertheless, this could not be happening. Men like Kit did not find Alice appealing. “You do?” “More than any damn thing in the world.” “Because of what I said?” “Because of who you are.”
“You don’t need to kiss me as part of the lessons.” “I am aware, and this has nothing to do with our bargain. This is because you have me tangled up in knots. I can’t explain it, but it’s like you’re this clever, fascinating puzzle and I need to dig deeper.” He exhaled and leaned closer. “Please let me show you.”
When their mouths were almost touching, she paused to linger, breathing him in. Anticipating the moment when she would learn what it felt like to be kissed. She licked her lips. “Show me, Kit. Please.” “It would be my pleasure.” He bent forward and his mouth met hers with a simple brush of his lips. Fascinated, she watched as he tilted his head and returned for another swipe. He cupped her jaw in his palm. “Close your eyes, Alice. Feel what I am telling you with my mouth—and tell me what you are feeling with yours.”
She tasted sweet and delicate, a forbidden treat he hardly deserved but would savor all the same. To prove it, he lightly sank his teeth into the velvety skin of her throat. Alice gasped and threw her head back. “Oh.” “Like that, do you?” He moved to a different spot and bit her gently once more. Her fingernails sank into his scalp. “Is this what people do? Bite each other?” “Only if you’re very lucky.” “I’m serious, Christopher.”
Alice’s character development was wonderfully crafted by the author and I simply loved seeing her slowly begin to question her low opinion of herself, to begin to recognize her self worth and develop into a confident woman who finally believed she was worthy of friendship, of love, and happiness. Watching her blossom was deeply satisfying. Kit was instrumental in encouraging her and believing in her and I loved him all the more for it. There was also Nellie, who befriended Alice (her first real friend) and shared advice and wisdom with Alice that all girls and young women should be told, the most important being: Know your worth.
In the last few weeks, it was like she’d woken up after a long sleep to find the world had rearranged itself. That nothing was the same. Only it wasn’t the world; it was her. She was no longer the same. She proved she could make friends, that she could defy her mother. She could cook. Excelled at it, even. And yes, she could attract a man. Had kissed one, too. A duke had asked her to go driving with him. While she might not be as popular as Maddie or as rebellious as Nellie, she was finally fitting into her own skin. Growing and changing. Getting stronger. Indeed, any man would be lucky to have her.
After much angst and longing, Kit realized that if he didn’t drop his “I’m not the marrying kind” attitude right quick he was going to lose the best thing that ever happened to him. Because indeed, any man would be lucky to have her.
(A note regarding pacing: The beginning pulled me right in but there were some pacing issues mid-way through the book where things got bogged down and the story started to go in circles. Once the story regained its rhythm though the pacing was perfect.)
I was intrigued by both Preston and the Duke and will be reading their stories!