4.5 stars
Is this profound? Deeply moving? One of the best things I’ve ever read? No.
Is it rollicking, clever, humorous, hot, and highly enjoyable? Yes, indeed.
Exhibit A:
“I refuse to give up every vice I possess at the whim of a pack of froth-laced fools.”
“No indeed, my lord,” Reeves said soothingly. “There would be nothing left of you if we were to demand you give up every vice.”
Exhibit B:
Tristan eyed the first mate’s new coat. Several sizes too large, the sleeves hung over the man’s hands, the hem resting at the back of his calves instead of his knees as it was meant to.
Stevens held out his arms and turned, glancing back over his shoulder. “Do ye like it, Cap’n?”
Reeves sent Tristan a pained smile. “Master Stevens believes the coat makes his er, posterior appear large. I hastened to tell him that it did no such thing and was, in fact, quite slimming.”
“What do ye think, Cap’n? Does it make me arse look big?
Tristan, former pirate and current wounded war hero, has been driven ashore to a small cottage where he plans to molder and die mourning the loss of his beloved sea. Those plans are interrupted by the parade of his fellow wounded sailors showing up to be fed and cared for, unfortunately rapidly depleting his funds. Additionally, an attractive neighbor keeps showing up to lambast him about one of his sheep that keeps getting into her garden, so life is not quite as deadly dull as he had planned.
And that was before Reeves (purportedly his father’s butler but with all the magic of a fairy godfather) shows up to inform him that his father, the earl of Rochester, has died without legitimate heir and has manipulated records to award Tristan, his oldest illegitimate son, his title and, if he can convince a board of trustees of his gentility, a vast fortune.
A fortune he needs to care for his sailors. Tristan is about as genteel as a rabid badger, so his sheep-hating attractive neighbor, misnamed Prudence, who runs a seminary for young ladies without any young ladies currently attending, reluctantly accepts the job of teaching Tristan comportment for much-needed cash.
I, as well as the new earl, may need some of those comportment lessons. I burst into unfettered laughter so many times during this book it was positively unseemly. The pace was brisk but the author lingered when she needed to, the prose was lively and clever, the sex was fun AND hot, and the characters were well-defined and likeable. I thought the reasons for the last-act obstacle to an HEA were a little inflated and contrived, so I’m churlishly knocking off half a star, then rounding up.
A thank you to Lori for bringing this author to my attention—this was my first book by her—and to Irina for picking this particular book for me to try. It was delightful!