All Leah wanted was a little gallantry. But in this day and age, chivalry was most definitely dead. If only there were a way to travel back in time and snag her very own duke...
Avery Russell was polishing some boots when a woman fell through the bedchamber mirror into his arms. All he could make out from her breathless babbling was some nonsense about "my one true love, Your Grace." Clearly the chit was mad if she couldn't tell a valet from a duke!
As much as Avery wanted to give in and give her a good tumble, he knew it wouldn't be proper. No, he'd take as long as necessary to convince Leah that sometimes a duke just won't do.
I could not have asked for a more fun read. This charming story has put a permanent smile on my face. Leah Ramsey is a spunky heroine and I loved how she just jumped right through the mirror determined to face her destiny. I will never get over the grossness and giggles of the chamber pot and I thank the author for including bathroom humor so skillfully. I swooned over Avery who was definitely not your average Regency hero, although he was as mightily dashing as Mr. Darcy, in my opinion. I loved witnessing his responses to Leah’s colorful comments and her touches. I wished some of the servants had been nicer as I’m sure not all of them would have been so miserable. This really was a carefree break and I look forward to going back and reading the first in the series.
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