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374 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 26, 2016
2.5 stars
I was quite hesitant to read this book, because vicars have never held any appear for me.
I expected this…

And luckily enough, got this….

I did have a hard time rating this book, because although there were parts that I liked, there were things that didn’t work for me.
What I liked:
✔ Sarah, and the fact that she was a wallflower, who secretly writes erotica. I just love unconventional heroines.
✔ Jeremy, and how sexy and sweet he was.
✔ That we had two main characters, the wallflower and the vicar, who was supposed to be boring and prudish, but secretly yearned for passion and ….. sex ;-)
✔ The intense and instant connection between Jeremy and Sarah. They shouldn’t have had anything in common, she was a duke’s daughter, he the unimportant third son, but both have been forced to be someone they are not, and craved their freedom from the strict box society has placed them in.
✔ The sexy times between them. It was VERY steamy for an HR, and I loved it.
What I didn’t like
✖ Their encounter at the clandestine club, where everyone wore masks. I hated the fact that they kissed there, because they didn’t know that the person they were kissing was the person that they were so attracted to, and it felt like a betrayal, like cheating to me.
✖ The things Jeremy said to Sarah when he found out she was The Lady of Dubious Quality. I understood that he felt betrayed because she didn’t tell him, but the fact that he couldn’t understand how much writing meant to her, how it was a part of her, just infuriated me.
✖ I also hated that Jeremy didn’t at first support her being a writer, he actually allowed her to give it up because she believed that was the only way for them to be together. And it almost broke her giving it up, and he didn’t even realise that that was the reason she was so sad, so despondent. Ugh.
I loved the previous book very much, but although I did enjoy parts of this book, it didn’t work as well for me.
“Fulfillment was a lazy river moving through her. Up to now, she’d only understood sex as something two bodies engaged in as a means of shaping individual pleasure, of reaching climax for its own selfish purpose. But this...what they made together...defied her capacious imagination. Went far beyond whatever she had known, or believed she’d known. Pleasure led to emotion, and emotion led to pleasure. They fed each other, and it grew and grew until it was the size of the universe.
This, she realized, was love.”
“My books aren’t foolish to me. Writing is who I am. I can’t not write. If I did, I’d cease to exist.”
“She’d made her choice. That choice wasn’t him. Yet he knew that it was the right one. She needed to be herself, entirely. Not to pretend or cut off a limb just to prove something to him or to assuage his pride. This was the woman he’d come to care about so deeply. The one with conviction. Who knew what she wanted and took it.”
“Sarah’s stories celebrated the earthy, joyous part of life and left it to that. No need to worry about practicalities or how her characters would go on for the rest of their lives. No, she happily wrote about sex, knowing that her readers would get to enjoy themselves whenever they picked up one of her books, leaving the cares of the mundane world behind, if only for a few hours.”
"I wanted everything. To write, and to love you. My books aren't foolish to me. Writing is who I am. I can't not write. If I did, I'd cease to exist."
"She'd made her choice. that choice wasn't him. Yet he knew that it was the right one. She needed to be herself, entirely. Not to pretend or cut off a limb just to prove something to him or to assuage his pride. This was the woman he'd come to care about so deeply. the one with conviction. who knew what she wanted and took it."
"My early writing efforts strived hard to be significant... I loved to write but hadn't done it well. Not until I penned my own erotic novel. And then I found myself. My voice, at last. Here it was, all this time, but I'd needed to find the right subject."

