I'm trying to slog my way through a romance novel to broaden my horizons. It's horrid. The book is Devil's Bride by Stephanie Laurens. I would have thought I picked a bad example but it has good reviews on Goodreads and on Amazon. And apparently it's one in a series of novels about the "Cynster" men, their family name. The main female character is a woman the author pretends to portray as independent and accomplished. But she "melts" in the arms of an arrogant rich Duke. Oh brother. And she's just perfect when called on to administer the social requirements of a funeral. Gag!. She saves the day by arranging for the staff to make scones when the tea cakes are lost en route by the Duke's black stallion who causes the horses of the carriage transporting them from the town baker to spill the carriage. Crisis averted. The Duke of course constantly thinks about "bedding her" in a disgusting way and we the readers are supposed to think this is erotic? I don't get it. I actually got the 50 shades thing. Not my thing but OK the sex scenes were erotic. But this, yeesh. And it's painful, I've had to skip the repetitive kissing and 'his big chest' parts. They literally drag out and drag some more.