This book was very swoony.

She was older, genteel, and gorgeous. He was a green-eyed, dark haired, self-made, and American. Etiquette lessons turned into banging. It was angsty and earnest. Longing stares galore.

This author writes the absolute hottest hotties. Our hero was effing hot. Our heroine was effing hot. They wanted to bang. I was happy for them.

I just wanted more gender swapped My Fair Lady retelling. Am I the only one? 😆 We skipped over so many sexual-tension-filled (I’m assuming) etiquette lessons. And I felt cheated.