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400 pages, ebook
First published February 28, 2017
❝...regret is the very last thing I will feel when I think of touching you.❞
❝I do find my thoughts worth sharing, sir. I think the fault must lie with the listeners. But even if I were a fool ... it would still be worth the effort to think.❞
❝But of course a man like Burke could not imagine what that was like to live, day after day, as a shadow -- to speak and be ignored. To protest and be patted on the head, as though one's concerns were a child's. ... And so in the act of communicating an opinion, she had committed the egregious offense of insisting on her humanity.❞
❝But if our connection means ANYTHING to you.❞ He pushed out a ragged breath. ❝If you meant those tears you shed when I told you of Jonathan. If your laughter was real, and your smiles. If you feel, as I do, that you could wish for no better partner -- in politics, as much as in life. If all of that is true, and not simply an act, a mask to cover your indifference -- then tell me so now. Because I am finished with this stalemate. I will not endure a wife who tells me to go back to a mistress. I will not have a wife who refuses to DEMAND explanations.❞
Need no one, trust no one.is our hero's, Crispin Burke MP, motto and will become the central theme around which he and our heroine, Jane Mason, will have to find their way to happiness.
Bribery, intimidation, threats, betrayals—he dealt them expertly, then slept peacefully through the night. He made men weep by reciting the secrets that they’d imagined well hidden; he watched from a cold remove as they begged him to think of their livelihoods, their families. I will lose my seat. I made promises to constituents! My good name will be ruined. I’ll lose contracts; I’ll be bankrupted. Think of my daughters. My own borough will turn against me!So it's no wonder and - after having been blackmailed by Crispin herself - only fair that Jane takes advantage of Crispin's situation and makes the world believe that they're married. He's despised and feared for his opportunism and ruthlessness but when he's reverted back to the Crispin he was before entering politics, Jane sees a completely different Crispin. An honourable man; a man she could come to need and trust if she let herself go. But what when his memory comes back, if it comes back at all? What when he remembers that he never married Jane in the first place, that the marriage is a sham?
But that was politics. Men entered the game willingly. It was not Crispin’s fault if they failed to play well. He never felt a moment’s anxiety over breaking an opponent, whatever it took. There were no rules. Not at the top. His conscience, his nerves, did not bother him.
“You are my wife,” he growled. “And whatever reason you had for wedding me, whatever man you thought you married, I am the man in front of you now. I am bloody sick of hearing about the other one—about what you thought of him, what he expected of you. Do you understand?” He stepped toward her. “His reasons,” he gritted, “his feelings, mean nothing to me. Do you hear? I am not that man.”It also describes Crispin's deep commitment towards Jane that is unwavering - almost from the moment he opens his eyes after the attack. Crispin is a different kind of yummy. Not like Nick from Luck Be A Lady, but still yummy. The better he gets to know Jane, the harder he falls. And he has no issue letting her and anyone else know about his growing feelings.
Crispin cherished her for the same reasons that his other self would have scorned her.Bottom Line. Another fantastic Meredith Duran romance with, as always, complex characters, rich historical details, and a unique plot-line. Highly recommend! Don't know how it fits into the series (don't think it really does...?), so don't at all worry about that.
He was too perceptive. It made her feel peculiarly exposed, almost humiliated.Thoughts. I loved so many things about this book, most of all the main characters, which is so often the case with Duran's books. There are so many sweet scenes and exchanges between them and I love how Duran made everything play out. She definitely set a challenge for herself though, because Crispin is a straight-up asshole pre-amnesia—he's a corrupt politician who doesn't give a shit about anyone, and though we see a hint of something, it's a trace, nothing more. Post-amnesia, Crispin is Mr. McDreamy and the way he is with Jane ::sigh:: ... (he holds a strong place on my favorite-heroes list).
"It's a strange kind of torture," he said quietly. "To be caged by the lowest expectations. A humiliation of the soul."
He wanted her to own herself, brazenly and unabashedly. She had shown him only one part of herself in these last few weeks—an extraordinary part, tentative and earnest and kind despite her better judgment, clear thinking and funny, compassionate and full of wit. But she had closed away all the rougher, sharper angles. The grit, the steel mettle at her core, the defiant anger that had kept her safe for so many years. And he wished to see those as well. To show her, to prove to her, that those parts of her could be admired and loved, too.*This review is of an ARC provided by Net Galley and the publisher in exchange for an honest review (though I also pre-ordered a paper copy on Amazon.com lol)
He could lie here for hours, staring at her. Slowly, slowly, he wrapped the curl around his hand. Gentleness, tender care, reverent praise—these were what she deserved.
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[One of the end-of-the-book declarations]
He made a guttural noise in his throat, low and approving. His thumb stroked over the thin wool of her gown, making promises to what was concealed. She felt his other hand at her back, setting her free of all the small tokens of decency, which great factories in the north pressed into buttons, clasps and hooks that women fastened dutifully, knowing their place, knowing their role. Covered, bound, laced, wrapped, bundled away from the world like objects to be kept on a shelf. Put away from this kind of honesty and the revelations it might bring.My heartfelt advice is: read this book.
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Men’s buttons were not designed as armor. They wanted to be loosened. Up, up, up her fingers trailed, the buttons yielding eagerly.
Because here I am. I am real. I am here, standing in front of you. And I am telling you- for the first time and the last- that if this won’t serve, you should walk away.
Intriguing and sensual, suspenseful and complex, intense and uplifting - Ms. Duran has done it again! Although part of the series, the book has no connection to any character or event in the previous installments and can definitely be read as standalone. Saying this I would still encourage anyone who love good HR to read the whole series. Ms. Duran is the author who really is a treasure in the genre where offerings are many but winners are few and far between.Jane Mason-self-described golden goose for her grasping and greedy uncle who controlled every aspect of her life after her parents death. She lived day after day as a shadow. She hides her true nature while plans her escape.
Six years she had waited, prayed, deliberated, stewed. For six years she had kept meekly obedient, in penance for these first months in which she’d known no better, and had spoken her mind without fear.
Crispin Burke-MP with the motto "Need no one, trust no one", political ally of Jane’s uncle and a frequent visitor to their house.
He had a cool temper, a clever mind, endless charm. He used people and then, elegantly, destroyed them. He never forgot a name or face or a slight against him.
A life-altering event brought them together and forced them to see each other in a new light, to journey together on the road of self-discovery and love. And what a journey this was! Full of twist and turns described in vivid and imaginative writing it left me breathless couple of times. The growth of the characters described through their moral struggles, the choices they make felt genuine. The chemistry between them - and I’m not talking only about sexual chemistry but this illusive thing that makes partners not only best lovers but best friends - was a pleasure to see developed and blossomed.I'm not at fault. She felt as petulant as a small child sent to the corner unjustly, blamed for someone else's wrongs. If anything, she had been more truthful with Crispin than wisdom recommended. He was right: she had married him for a reason. By admitting that the marriage could be undone, she had given him a weapon he could use to cast her back into the Masons' poisonous embrace. It felt tremendously unfair to be punished for that.