Too often historical romances feel like a contemporary romance in a trench coat (or should I say double breasted frock coat?), but Suzanne Allain has a way of keeping the reader in the nineteenth century. Between the stuffy short-sighted relative, the blushing beef steaky cousin, the bumbling dandy, and not finding out Lord Brooke's first name until the last chapter, everything feels properly rom-comy.

Elizabeth Knowelden absolutely killed this audiobook. 10/10 recommend. I could listen to her read the phone book. Scratch that. I could listen to her read Dune, and that's saying something.