In every life there is a turning point.
A moment so tremendous, so sharp and breathtaking, that one knows one's life will never be the same. For Michael Stirling, London's most infamous rake, that moment came the first time he laid eyes on Francesca Bridgerton.
After a lifetime of chasing women, of smiling slyly as they chased him, of allowing himself to be caught but never permitting his heart to become engaged, he took one look at Francesca Bridgerton and fell so fast and hard into love it was a wonder he managed to remain standing. Unfortunately for Michael, however, Francesca's surname was to remain Bridgerton for only a mere thirty-six hours longer — the occasion of their meeting was, lamentably, a supper celebrating her imminent wedding to his cousin.
But that was then . . . Now Michael is the earl and Francesca is free, but still she thinks of him as nothing other than her dear friend and confidant. Michael dares not speak to her of his love . . . until one dangerous night, when she steps innocently into his arms, and passion proves stronger than even the most wicked of secrets . . .
My Rating; 3 out of 5
My Review:
I gave this a 3 out of 5 for a few reasons, mainly I HATED the Ending. I felt left adrift. One minute the Hero, Michael is sick and then the next Francesca and him are married and there's a random letter from Johns Mother in the epilogue. What the heck?! I was also annoyed by the two, Michael and Francesca, denying their feelings because of Francesca's marriage to John and then with in a chapter that's forgotten and they are doing it like rabbits. Weird. My least favorite in the series. I hope Gregory's book is better!
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