Hi! Hi! Hi Escapist! Back again with Caca and her book talks, btw are you the type of neglect your feelings just because she/he is your besties cousin? Are you gonna lose them just because a so called formalities? Today’s book talking is revolve around the gut feeling that choke you, how about we get started?
Frances Brice has always been overshadowed by her sisters, so she’s kept her nose in her books. But when her mother dies, her life is thrown into disarray. Taken in by her cousins, she must prepare for her first London Season by learning all the rules of propriety.
Viscount Wesley Ecclestone’s character is tarnished by scandal. Having ruined a lady in London, he’s run away to Northumberland to join his friends’ hunting party. There, he’s drawn to Frances, someone he should stay away from.
But Wesley can’t resist offering Frances his friendship and with his help she attracts the attention of a suitor. Although this had been Wesley’s intention, it doesn’t stop him from wanting her for himself, and even though Frances is finally being accepted in Society, she can’t help but be tempted by a little scandal.
“He was exactly what she pictured when she thought of the aristocracy: light brown hair, emerald eyes, and a devil-may-care smile. Her heart beat so fast while in his presence that she thought she might suffer apoplexy.”
Y’all have to experience the tension build when at first the Hero moved just by heroine awkwardness and the sisters behaviour towards her leads to the actual fire *chefkiss*
But the problem is he can’t believe himself can love her, like it show by his own monologue when he is not sure is he gonna settle down and faithful enough for the innocence lady. But in fact he is smitten by her the moment he laid his eyes on her gorgeous eyes
“The most gorgeous pair of hazel eyes looked up at him, the mixture of blue, green, and gold unsubdued by the tears”
Don’t you think he would straight marry her just by read his monologue?
“Is that what you want me to say?” he asked, sitting beside her. “Do you want me to tell you how eager I am to see you every day? How much I hate leaving you every morning? That every moment I spend away from you I’m anticipating seeing you again?”
