Western Rationality and the Angel of Dreams Self, Psyche, Dreaming Book

Recently I asked a few goodreads friends to help me out with some recommendations for something light with some sexy times in it and if possible a good audiobook version to go along with the ebook. Let’s just say they did not fail me. I got some great recommends and this was one of them.

This is my first Lisa Kleypas novel and I enjoyed it so much I’m sure it won’t be my last. The build of sexual tension was so good and even the storyline was really enjoyable. Mr. Bronson is new to the aristocracy, he has a lot of money but not the manners a true gentleman needs for society. Lady Holly is a widow still very much in love with the memory of a man who died three years ago. In a chance meeting in the dark Mr. Bronson mistakes her for the Lady he has arranged a liaison with and before he realizes the mistake he has kissed her and ignited something neither one was expecting. Now he just has to figure out how to claim her and make her his own.
It was a special agony to be placed under the power of a virtuous woman. The only consolation was that she didn’t seem to understand how completely he was in her thrall
Lady Holly ends up in Bronson’s home to teach manners and etiquette to his sister, mother and himself in an attempt to help them be more accepted into society and find good matches. The Bronson’s are a fun lot and even though it isn’t like living with her husband’s family Holly finds that there is a place for her there. There is even a growing attraction to Bronson that she can’t deny.

While I liked Holly from the beginning it took a little time to really start to appreciate and like Zachary Bronson. He has some tomcatting and debaucherious ways about him in the beginning of the book that detracted from his likability. He is overly generous to those he cares about with his money but it took a little time for him to discover that he wasn’t happy frequenting whore houses and such when he cared for the very innocent Lady Holly living beneath his roof. I especially loved how kind and attentive he was to Lady Holly’s child Rose. Rose is freaking adorable by the way.
“What is that, Miss Rose?”
“My button string.” The child let some of the length fall to the ground, displaying a line of carefully strung buttons…picture buttons etched with flowers, fruit or butterflies, ones made of molded black glass and a few of painted enamel and paper. “This one is my perfume button,” Rose said proudly, fingering a large one with velvet backing. She lifted it to her nose and inhaled deeply. “Mama puts her perfume on it for me, to make it smell nice.”
Sure this has some of the things that most Historical Romances do. A rake of a man is tamed by a virtuous woman but this also incorporated the difference in classes and how the Ton didn’t take well to new blood without aristocratic lineage coming into their ranks.

Definitely an enjoyable romance