Blurb from Goodreads:
No one loves books more than Miss Mary Channing. Perhaps that’s why she’s reached the ripe old age of six-and-twenty without ever being kissed. Her future may be as bland as milk toast, but Mary is content to simply dream about the heroes and adventures she reads about in her books. That way she won’t end up with a villain instead.
But sometimes only a scoundrel will do.
When she unexpectedly finds herself in the arms of Geoffrey Westmore, London’s most notorious scoundrel, it feels a bit like a plot from one of her favorite novels. Suddenly, Mary understands why even the smartest heroines can fall prey to a handsome face. And Westmore is more handsome than most. But far worse than the damage to her reputation, the moment’s indiscretion uncovers an assassination plot that reaches to the highest levels of society and threatens the course of the entire country.
When a tight-laced miss and a scoundrel of epic proportions put their minds together, nothing can stand in their way. But unless they put their hearts together as well, a happy ending is anything but assured.
Bookish, overlooked heroines are a favorite of mine in historical romance. I also love when rakish, wicked, powerful men fall hopelessly in love with them. From reading the above blurb I decided that The Perks of Loving a Scoundrel needed to be put on my TBR list.
Unfortunately, this book didn’t work for me as I’d hoped. I didn’t care for the main characters much at all. The hero, more so than the heroine. Their first meeting happens quite by accident, when the heroine, Mary, goes looking for a quiet place to read and happens upon an inebriated Lord Westmore relieving himself in her sister’s rose bushes. He makes a rude joke, she stands there mouth agape, and I immediately had the sense that Geoffrey Westmore might not be my type of hero.
As I continued to read, West got even more irritating as his past shenanigans and prank pulling ways were revealed. He hides inflated bladders under stair steps which release farting noises when stepped upon, he lists false advertisements in local news sheets, he sneaks into houses in order to romance the ladies… I didn’t find any of it amusing. Or endearing. Or cute in any way. It felt juvenile and ridiculous. Which means I just couldn’t put him in the hero category in my head.
When the hero and heroine overhear an assassination plot and realize that neither of them will be taken seriously because he’s a prankster and she’s a dreamer with her head always in a book, I decided that maybe this book wasn’t my cuppa and I should bow out. That was at about 20%. I had no interest in witnessing this hero’s transformation from grown man acting like a child into a responsible adult. Final Grade-DNF