I don't actually have a "romance" shelf, so we'll just go with a combo of chicklit and historical fiction . . .

Anyway. This book is hysterically funny, in a truly charming way. Quill, the oldest son, knows he will never sire an heir to his family's estate, because an injury has made it impossible for him. No, it's not what you're thinking! Wait for it . . . "Repetitive, rhythmic exercise" causes him to having blinding headaches. (Take a minute to giggle.) His younger brother, a true dandy, has been betrothed from a distance to Miss Gabrielle, who has been raised in a very free fashion in India. She is frequently disheveled, and suffers from the odd wardrobe malfunction or two . . . in short, the dandified Peter's nightmare. Quill, of course, finds her delightful, and she is determined to help him make a full recovery . . . And, yes, you can take it from there. Fun, sexy, funny, and with some great historical detail.