Apparently I've been doing something wrong for the past couple of weeks, because after a month in which I managed to squeeze out only about five non-comics, I suddenly find myself sweeping briskly through the one I picked up this morning.
Then again, it may be the fact that Lady Drusilla's Road to Ruin is a Harlequin Historical romance. I love these. I love knowing that the couple will have sex for the first time between pages 170 and 190 (the book will be between 280 and 320 pages long in total, which means somewhere around 60% on the Kindle). I love how much time they spend admiring each other's calves and the convenient ways the author finds to force them to cuddle (she doesn't have a sidesaddle, so she has no choice but to sit in front of him on his saddle). And I love that the sex is neither risky nor chaste. There are places for both; Harlequin Historicals are neither.
I'm not done the book, not by a long shot. But I can already tell you that I'm going to read both the one before it and the one after it in Christine Merrill's Ladies in Disgrace series. In this one, John is running from his unrequited love for the heroine of the first book in the series. Drusilla is chasing her sister (heroine of the third book) to prevent an elopement that would ruin the reputation of the family. The two fall in together and go on a long hunt for the eloping couple, gradually falling for each other, etc. etc.
I doubt that I'm going to end up reviewing this when I'm done; unless the end is really bizarre, I can tell you that this is a story about two smart, charming people who are attracted to each other but take a little while to admit it because of misunderstandings and maybe the need to be told that they're not second best. I can tell you already that I love it.
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