by Ashlyn Macnamara
Henrietta Upperton is about to marry Alexander Sanford, when he rushes off to India to salvage his family’s fortune. Then comes the devastating news that he has wed another. Eight agonizing years later, a storm washes Alexander ashore—injured, widowed, and hunted—and one glimpse of his ruggedly handsome face reawakens the desire Henrietta thought she had buried deep inside. Her body still yearns for his touch, but she’s determined not let him wound her again . . . not this time.
For Alexander, honor always comes first. But only now does he realize that when given the choice between two virtuous deeds, he picked the wrong one. On the run with his life in tatters and a pair of daughters in tow, Alexander burns for Henrietta. He knows he does not deserve forgiveness. And yet he longs to wrap his arms around her warm body once again. What’s more, he is sure the lady craves the same.
After the first paragraph I was in love with Henrietta. Her internal dialogs made me laugh and I felt with her when the reappearance of her ex-fiancé throws her in a turmoil of feelings. I had a harder time liking Alexander. Obviously, the fact that he broke Henrietta’s heart six years ago, didn’t speak in his favour, but the main reason I didn’t like him was his behaviour after the ship wreck. He worries about his cargo and the sailors, but doesn’t even bother to find out what happened to the second ship carrying his daughters. I very nearly stopped reading due to this, but luckily I didn’t because the story developed nicely and in the end it became a very satisfying read. Now, I only wonder what happened between Alexander’s friends … I guess I will have to wait for the next book in the series to find out …