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It Happened One Autumn

Author: Lisa Kleypas    Series: Wallflowers #2

It happened at the ball…

Where beautiful but bold Lillian Bowman quickly learned that her independent American ways weren’t entirely “the thing.” And the most disapproving of all was insufferable, snobbish, and impossible Marcus, Lord Westcliff, London’s most eligible aristocrat.

It happened in the garden…

When Marcus shockingly—and dangerously—swept her into his arms. Lillian was overcome with a consuming passion for a man she didn’t even like. Time stood still; it was as if no one else existed…thank goodness they weren’t caught very nearly in the act!

It happened one autumn…

Marcus was a man in charge of his own emotions, a bedrock of stability. But with Lillian, every touch was exquisite torture, every kiss an enticement for more. Yet how could he consider taking a woman so blatantly unsuitable…as his bride?

This book may contain explicit intimate scenes, so if you are not 18+ then I probably wouldn’t recommend it for younger readers.
My Review

Just like Secrets of a Summer Night, this one was just as delicious, completely scrumptious! It was like devouring the biggest and sweetest bag of chocolates and more. I loved everything about it from the beginning to the end. Lisa never fails to write such witty barbs. I don’t remember how many times I laughed out loud, I guess many due to that some of my family members was wanting to know what was so funny. The Wallflowers will never fail to make you laugh that is for sure.

“Marcus…you are a healthy man of thirty-five—and you didn’t take one tiny peep at Miss Bowman standing there in her drawers?” “I don’t peep, Livia. I either take a good look at something, or I don’t. Peeping is for children or deviants.”

I love Lillian, she is so spunky and high spirited, not afraid to say what is on her mind or do rebellious things. In this story, she thinks she has a perfume that has a secret ingredient that equals out to an aphrodisiac. While playing another game of rounders with the stable boys, Westcliff happens upon her and Daisy which he ends up giving Lillian a batting lesson since she is quite horrible at it which results in her running him down when she runs for home, yelling at him, calling him a cheater for tagging her out. As they hide behind the hedge grove from her father, he pounces on her like a tiger on a new born lamb leaving Lillian puzzled at to what the heck is the matter with him, blaming it on the perfume. Afterwards, Lillian brushing the incident off, she can’t help but to feel an odd feeling towards him and he towards her as well. Every time she enters a room, he can’t help but to watch her and listen to her conversation with others – he is smitten he just doesn’t want to admit it.

“The moment you enter the room, the earl becomes far more animated. It is obvious that he is fascinated by you. One can hardly have a conversation with him, as he is constantly straining to hear what you are saying, and watching your every movement.”
“The perfume works,” she insisted. “Not only did you respond to it, but Annabelle tried it on her husband—and she swears that he kept her up all night as a result.” “Sweetheart,” Marcus said wryly, “Hunt has behaved like a boar in rut around Annabelle since the first day they met. It’s typical behavior for him, where she is concerned.”
“One waltz,” he said gently. Distrusting her own response to him, the magnitude of her desire to step into his arms, Lillian shook her head. “I think…I think that would be a mistake. Thank you, but—” “Coward.”

Not only does Lillian have Wescliff’s attention, she also gains another, from Lord St Vincent, the residential bad boy, the legendary rake, the skirt chaser, the fallen angel who makes any lady swoon and turn into butter. Known for his escapades with the ladies, Westcliff isn’t too fond of the attention he is paying to Lillian, making him become jealous – as he has a right to be. Soon Lillian and Westcliff run into each other at odd places an all the time at Stony Cross Park, which always ends up with them kissing. Eventually Lillian becomes compromised by Westcliff which he states she has to marry him now and she tells him where to go, that she doesn’t want to marry him for that reason alone, that she might even get an offer from St Vincent, which makes him livid and tell her that she is his (more like, you are mine now!). Throw in more bickering an a kidnapping which royally ticks off Westcliff, so much so that he is about to comment murder to get Lillian back and then we have a happy ever after.

“Your only value to me,” he said in a low tone, “is your knowledge of Lillian Bowman’s whereabouts. If I can’t obtain that from you, I’ll send you to the devil. Tell me, or I’ll choke it from you. And believe that I have enough of my father in me to do it without a second thought.” […] “Tell me where she is, or I’ll snap your neck like a wishbone!”
“And now,” Hunt continued evenly, “you’ve thrown her over to St. Vincent’s sympathetic care. God knows he’ll probably rob her of her virtue before they even reach the manor.” Marcus glanced at him sharply, his smoldering ire undercut by sudden worry. “He wouldn’t.” “Why not?” “She’s not his preferred style.” Hunt laughed gently. “Does St. Vincent have a preferred style? I’ve never noticed any similarities between the objects of his pursuit, other than the fact that they are all women. Dark, fair, plump, slender…he’s remarkably unprejudiced in his affairs.” “Damn it all to hell,” Marcus said beneath his breath, experiencing, for the first time in his life, the gnawing sting of jealousy.”
“My lord,” came Daisy’s anxious voice, delaying him briefly. “You will find her, won’t you?” “Yes,” he said without hesitation. “And then I’m going to strangle her.”

I must say that my absolute favorite scene is with Lillian and Westcliff in the library with the bottle of brandy with a pear in it. That scene was down right hilarious an as I type this, I can’t help but to have a smirk creep upon my face as I think about it. My god can Lisa write a humorous scene that tickles your fancy and have you in a hysterical fit. Now I can’t wait to see what is in store for our fallen angel bad boy St Vincent.



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