I read about five chapters, and it was fun but I put it down and never came back, so next.

First of all, Keir McRae. I'd also lie and say I was fake engaged to him while he had amnesia and then woo his memory back and let him 69 me and do some bum stuff too. he's a babe, no notes. flawless. for real the man keeps your little typed piece of paper in his pocket, foils stab wounds with his own personal bottle of special whisky, and edges you like a damn champ. Good for you Lady Merritt, you I also love to.

Here's the run though, this book is a mess. WAY too much time is spent with past Kleypas characters, the epilogue was just a complete throwaway, and as someone who enjoys Kleypas but isn't 'in a relationship' with her work, having all the devils and wallflowers return took completely away from the romance. I didn't care who Keir's father was, why he was getting chased/stabbed/blown up was whatever, and honestly I could have spent several more chapters with him and Merritt, where this story shone.

ALSO the set up was right there for Keir and Merritt to adopt a whole passel of feral Scottish kids, but instead we get a miracle, i thought i was barren, baby. ugh, tired, do not like that at all.

Otherwise, MJW is as always, flawless, and a meh Kleypas is still a whole lotta fun.