I have never been one who understands casual sex. At all. And for some reason, I have never really seen casual sex in romances. It kind of goes in the opposite direction. So, my two picks this week really disappointed me. This was the better of the two.
Giselle is an NZ farmer. Her farm is in trouble - apparently her recently deceased father wasn't so good with the finances. She works herself into exhaustion and is basically forced to go on vacation and heal.
Here she meets Roman Magnati, some kind of prince. Here, the back of the book is totally misleading. Giselle totally knows who and what the dude is when she cold-bloodedly decides to jump his bones. There is a lot of sex, but I don't find it hot, because it's more scratching an itch than an emotional connection.
Of course, no spoilers, they're going to discover their love in the end. But holy god, it was a long, painful road to get there.
The back story in this was, perhaps, overly complex for the space dedicated to telling it. But the writing was good. The characters were believable and understandable. but I wouldn't really classify this as romance. It saddened me.