Hugh Standish, the Earl of Fareham, is in a bit of a pickle: after two years of writing to his mother in America about his lovely fiancée, Minerva, his mother is on her way home to England to get the two married.  Except, the thing is, Minerva... doesn't exist.  He made her up in an effort to end her relentless attempts at matchmaking.  A chance meeting with a <i>real life</i> Minerva, however, may have solved the problem for him.  He pays her a handsome fee for several weeks of pretending to be his fiancée, they call it off, his mother returns to America, and Minerva's got the money she needs to pay off some debts and provide for her sisters.  Of course, shenanigans ensue, and it's not long before Hugh and Minerva are wondering if they can avoid falling in love with their fake significant other...

NFFYF is a perfectly acceptable romance, but it's ultimately disappointing.  It's full of one-note characters: minus her lack of riding ability, Minerva is a Mary Sue.  Hugh is a rake who has conveniently tired of raking two years ago, totally incapable of monogamy because his father had a mistress which of course dooms him to disappointing anyone he'd marry with his wandering eye, and just wants to be England's Best Landlord Several Years Running in peace.  His mother Olivia is a textbook overbearing mama, and Minerva's sisters are 1 - a loudmouth who tends to give more details than she should when trying to maintain a cover story, and 2 - a seventeen year old who's going on seven.

It's full of revelations made too early in the narrative arc and last minute plot additions that are meant to heighten the drama but don't function well.  We're getting things resolved at 97% of the way through the book that absolutely should have been worked out before the Black Moment.  

Anyways, this is an inoffensive, low-steam romance novel if you're not looking for a lot of depth or growth from your characters.  Fairly frothy, very light.

Thank you St. Martin's and NetGalley for the ARC!