Captain Ewan Dalgleish is intrigued by a lovely lady at the gaming tables, he instinctively knows she is not a hardened gambler, rather, desperate to win for some unknown reason.
As usual Ms. Kaye opens her story with a bang which lures the reader in ' The air was stifling, the atmosphere redolent of hair powder and scent, brandy and wine, mingled with the musky smell of too many bodies crowded into too small a space. Candles sputtered and flared, casting distorted shadows on the walls.'
I could feel myself transported to this rather sweaty, desperate gaming hell, and felt Isabella's misery.
When Isabella Mansfield loses in her desperate attempt to raise a large sum of money, Ewan Dalgleish comes to her rescue with a wager of his own. Three nights spent with him, on each night, on the fall of the dice, the winner will decide what happens between them, cue sizzling sensuality!
There is a strong attraction between them, he a reckless ex army officer, almost on a self destruct course, looking for a different form of excitement that cannot be fulfilled by his present indolent way of life. Isabella, an innocent, with a strong familial loyalty. They embark on a very sensual, mutually satisfying relationship. Each recognises in the other a kindred spirit, a knowing one another instinctively, unspoken but tangible.
Marguerite Kaye never disappoints or fails to surprise, this is a beautifully crafted, sexy novel. Even in this short, romantic story her trademark, strong sense of rights for women, creeps in. Pure escapism. Loved it. For pure entertainment....5 stars.