Belinda Croft had never been accepted into high society — having sacrificed fashion and frivolity for science and education. When Sissy, her birdbrained cousin, appears before the first big ball of the season with a blemish, Belinda applies a simple remedy. Sissy's debut is a success — and word of her bluestocking cousin's new face cream spreads like wildfire.
As London's upper crust seeks out her secret recipe, Belinda becomes a valuable commodity — sought after by the mysterious and handsome Marcus Barrow, arbiter of taste to the haute monde. She melts in rapture under his hot gaze — a gaze that sees beneath Belinda's plain wrapping to the dazzling woman inside. But when Sissy questions Marcus's true motive, Belinda must discover whether their love is more than just skin deep . .
I like the idea of a female scientist. And it was nicely executed, the story. But I liked the end scenes the most, and that was about the best part of it— because there was a nice gooshy scene. Otherwise… okay.
A nice plot and well handled characters, a sweet if improbable regency. (but if we actually wanted reality, why in the world do we read these books? this delivers on the fantasy.)