Thanks to NetGalley for a copy of this book and this is my freely given opinion.
This is book three of the Games Earls Play series and the story is about Helena Templeton who is now living at Hawke's Run, working as a governess for the young twin sons of the Earl of Hawke, Adrian Chatham. They were running wild, and had run off several other governesses before her, likely acting out and suffering from neglect as their father took off for London shortly after the mourning period ended for their dead mother, and has seldom returned home to Hawke's Run. Instead he seemed to be leading a rakish, debauched life in London, so much so that news of his scandalous behaviour has made the gossip rounds even in the country.
As it is, the story opens with Adrian having ridden home, from London, barely dressed, missing his hat and boot, and soiled in his own vomit... escaping his latest escapade in London? A rather ignominious return home for an Earl. On his way home though, he has an encounter with a rather bold young lady stuck in a tree on his estate, his introduction to Helena. He was not even aware that his son's had a governess, let alone one as bold as Helena. He is not even aware of her Templeton notoriety, but takes undue offense at a variety of things, leading to his firing of Helena before he has even had a chance to settle in his home. Unfortunately he is forced to back track when he realizes how attached his sons have become to her; he already feels enough guilt and disconnection with the boys because of his abandonment of them, and doesn't know how to be a father to them.
Helena feels sorry for him, and because she loves the boys, works to try to reconnect the ersatz father with the rambunctious boys who are yearning for their father.
This is a rather sweet story with a bit of a Christmas theme of a man broken by the loss of his wife, and a young woman with a lot of love inside trying to help a broken family. There is also lots and lots of kittens. Initially, Adrian appears to be a debauched, heartless, selfish rake, but as the story goes on, we learn how broken and lost he was after the death of his wife.
But really, it is hard for me to get over the opening scene where he is pretty much riding across the country soiled in his own vomit...
So not a good start to any love story...
I have a pretty tough stomach - I can deal with bloody wounds, rotting flesh, mucous, bile, and bodily fluids and ooze of all kinds, real or fictional. But not vomit... nope...
3 stars... would likely be more if it wasn't for the vomit
I mean, it definitely set the scene.... but it is still the fact that he barfed on himself! Hard first impression to overcome!