As manager of one of the finest hotels in Arizona Territory, Portia Carmichael has respect and stability—qualities sorely missing from her harsh childhood. She refuses to jeopardize that by hitching herself to the wrong man. Suitors are plentiful, but none of them has ever looked quite as tempting as the family friend who just rode into town…and none has looked at her with such intensity and heat.
Duchess. That’s the nickname Kent Randolph gave Portia when she was a young girl. Now she’s a stunning, intelligent woman—and Kent has learned his share of hard lessons. After drifting through the West, he’s learned the value of a place to settle down, and in Portia’s arms he’s found that and more. But convincing her to trust him with her heart, not just her passion, will be the greatest challenge he’s known—and one he intends to win…
After reading five of her books I’m realizing that Beverly Jenkins is a hit or meh author for me. I don’t think I’ve rated anything below three stars but some leave me disappointed. Sadly, this is one of them. But first,
- Historical romance with protagonists of color (here African American) is always always a good thing. Love.
- Portia doesn’t need a man. In fact, due to her rough childhood, she thinks she’d be better without. Ken respects her past and proves that he’s the right person for her.
- Jenkins is well known for her history chops and she’s true to form here. And how many books set in the Arizona territory can you name? It’s interesting stuff.
- Like in Night Hawk there isn’t a big bad or an overarching plot. Events happen but don’t feel exciting as they should – this book has a body count, for goodness sake! There should be some kind of tension. But…
- Problems are wrapped up quickly so incidents feel self-contained. Okay, that’s over, next. Wow, that was a problem for five pages, but it’s fixed now. Next. There’s not much of a middle or building anything to the narrative.
- The characters aren’t nuanced and many are typecast. Oh hey, the guy that sounds and dresses like an arse? Turns out he’s an arse! And the perfect lady that keeps things running like clockwork? Well she knows exactly what she’s doing and her only imperfection is being so perfect. ~sigh~
- Checkered pasts are put forth as faults and character development but they’re not, not really. ‘He had sex with a married woman!’ Yes, but we learn that her husband was cheating on her and she was actually better off after the affair. ‘He’s had sex with lots of women, gasp!’ And now he has mad skillz to pleasure the heroine, my dear. ‘She is way too forward!’ So she may get exactly what she wants, what a shock.
- I feel like Jenkins doesn’t trust the reader to remember what happened a few chapters before so she retells it laboriously.
Kent told him what he thought to be Parnell’s motive. “When Rhine introduced me as the new foreman, Parnell said Mr. Blanchard had promised him the job. Rhine told him his mind was made up, so Parnell spit tobacco juice at Rhine’s boots. I had to teach some manners, then made him pack up and leave.”
All that hearsay for an event I remember as clear as day. It makes for tedious reading.
He kissed Eddy on her forehead, which Portia found endearing, and they left.
I find it endearing too, even if it’s not pointed out to me. Gah.
- Finally, I never really believed in the romance. Kent is nice, Portia is nice, and they have a couple of nice times together. Lust is there, for sure, but love? I don’t buy it.
That’s a lot of griping, I know, but Breathless is still a decent read. I like the heroine for the next book of the series so I’ll be looking forward to that despite ~waves hand around~ this.