This is one of the funniest contemporary romances I have ever read, Susan Elizabeth Phillips notwithstanding.
He was so handsome she could barely breathe. Or maybe it was just the corset…
“I HAVE TO WEAR WHAT???”
No woman in her right mind would consent to wearing a corset for a month. Especially a “skinny-challenged” woman like myself. But dreams of being debt-free danced in my head at the offer of appearing in a reality TV show.
A Month in the Life of a Victorian Duke is about real people—like me—pretending to live on an English estate, circa 1879. Sounds fun, no? Well, it ain’t all it’s cracked up to be. We’re talking no televisions, no cell phones, no PMS medication. And did I mention the corsets? No breathing for a full month. Luckily, when I met the real-life duke who was to be my pretend husband, he took my breath away…
In a manor in which everyone must strictly follow the Victorian lifestyle, things are bound to go wrong. Like when some harmless lust turns into that other thing…
Love was definitely not in the contract.
My sister turned me onto this book and to this day there are times she says ‘barking spiders’ and I *totally* crack up.