The Earl is Mine
Handsome, charismatic, and on the verge of becoming a successful architect, Gregory Sherwood, Lord Westdale, could have just about any woman he wants. So why rush to marry? So far there's only been one woman he's ever truly loved. But that was before she had a secret affair with his best friend…with the help of an unwitting accomplice named Lady Pippa Harrington.
Pippa may not have acted in her old friend Gregory's best interests, but she's always believed that the heart sets its own rules. This is why Pippa must escape her arranged marriage—fast—by fleeing to Paris, where she hopes to pursue her artistic passions. To do so, Pippa will need all the help she can get—from Gregory, the one man she isn't sure she can trust…or resist…
After the sparkling Loving Lady Marcia, Kramer's second House of Brady historical romance notably slips. From the outset, when yet another Brady's life is shaped by thoughtless premarital sex, the mechanical plot building lacks the drive of character or emotion. Gregory Sherwood, Lord Westdale, is heir to the Marquess of Brady. Since his mother's death, only he knows that he is, in fact, another man's child. Vowing never to love, he resists the allure of exuberant, titian-haired Pippa, five years his junior and the great-niece of Gregory's godfather, who's determined to set them up. While their battle against fate is of course doomed, its long-winded unfolding is lacking in the joie de vivre that Kramer insists Pippa embodies; the most lyrical language is reserved for describing how very wet Pippa gets walking in the rain. Seasoned romance readers will yawn, having seen it all before.