Amazon recommended this author because I've bought quite a few books by Mary Balogh and Liz Carlyle - their books are very much my guilty pleasure! So, because I thought the title sounded quite fun, I gave this one a go.
First of all, Sabrina Jeffries is, for my money, not a patch on Mary Balogh, in terms of plotting, dialogue or faithfulness to the period - the latter, especially, is atrocious in this book. There's no attempt at making the dialogue sound 'period' beyond shoving in the odd 'ma'am' and 'sir'. The main characters are quite appealing, though, and the story is quite pacey, if utterly predictable. I'm actually not sure if there was supposed to be a 'twist' because although the author seemed to be holding things back, what was going to happen next was as plain as the nose on your face. But Lucas Winter is an attractive hero with the requisite inner demons and murky past, and Amelia is witty and spirited. The book is quite self consciously 'racy' and some of the love scenes work very well - but there is one that is so contrived it actually made me giggle helplessly, which I'm not sure was the author's intention.
I also found the 'agenda' behind this book (brave, virile, brooding American vs. treacherous, materialistic, effeminate English) quite wearing. I don't mind a bit of politics, but in this book, the heroine and Mrs Harris aside, there wasn't a single English character in the book who wasn't flawed or unattractive in some way or other, and the lack of subtlety with which this was rammed home just irritated me.
In summary, this isn't bad - but there's stuff out there that's way better.