Series: The Ravenels #4
Genres: Historical Romance
Also in this series: Cold-Hearted Rake, Marrying Winterborne, Devil in Spring, The Devil's Daughter
Also by this author: Cold-Hearted Rake, Marrying Winterborne, Devil in Spring, The Devil's Daughter
A woman who defies her time
Dr. Garrett Gibson, the only female physician in England, is as daring and independent as any man—why not take her pleasures like one? Yet she has never been tempted to embark on an affair, until now. Ethan Ransom, a former detective for Scotland Yard, is as gallant as he is secretive, a rumored assassin whose true loyalties are a mystery. For one exhilarating night, they give in to their potent attraction before becoming strangers again.
A man who breaks every rule
As a Ravenel by-blow spurned by his father, Ethan has little interest in polite society, yet he is captivated by the bold and beautiful Garrett. Despite their vow to resist each other after that sublime night, she is soon drawn into his most dangerous assignment yet. When the mission goes wrong, it will take all of Garrett's skill and courage to save him. As they face the menace of a treacherous government plot, Ethan is willing to take any risk for the love of the most extraordinary woman he's ever known.
Hello Stranger finally gives us the story of Dr. Garrett Gibson, the only female doctor in England, and Ethan Ransom, a former officer with Scotland Yard whose current employ is…questionable! Both these characters have been on the fringe of the previous books and I have been so curious about both of them. I love that Garrett is a trailblazer. All the heroines in this series have been strong women in unique ways. I love that about Kleypas’ writing.
“As a physician, I can assure you there’s nothing humorous about involuntary erections.”
Garrett is also still a woman. She begins to have feelings for Ethan and isn’t sure what to do with them. However, in typically Garrett fashion, she pushes for what she wants and is direct in her communication. I appreciated that she didn’t play the ‘ton game. Both her and Ethan are unconventional and it was perfect! Their banter is not the flirtatious type, but witty and direct. They both appreciate the uniqueness of the other and accept them for who they are. After Ethan accuses Garrett of not having a romantic bone in her body, she responds with:
“I reassembled an entire disarticulated skeleton in medical school. There is no such thing as a romantic bone.”
She obviously didn’t misunderstand him. She is smart and witty and turned the comment back on him in a way that is so Garrett! One might see this as her not understanding non-literal language but that isn’t the case at all. I love that she uses this type of language play as humor. Kleypas really shows the intelligence of her characters with little quips like this.
There is a bit of danger in what Ethan is involved in, which added a level of suspense to the story. He is trying to be a double agent, but no one seems to want him to survive! He wars with falling for Garrett, but also knowing that his life is too dangerous for her to be exposed to.
I enjoyed seeing more of West as well! I cannot wait for his story (and Cassandra’s!) because he was humorous and charming through Hello Stranger.
Garrett and Ethan were as wonderful as I expected and Hello Stranger was as delightful and endearing as I hoped (and knew) it would be! Kleypas is the queen of historical romance and this book only further solidifies her reign! If you like smart, yet quirky heroines and passionate, principled heroes, Hello Stranger will be one of your favorite reads of 2018!
“Among other things, I’m afraid of cows”
“Because of their size?” Helen asked sympathetically.
“No, its the way they stare. As if they’re plotting something”
- POV: 3rd
- Tears: no
- Trope: regency
- Triggers: none
- Series/Standalone: stand alone within an interconnected series
- Cliffhanger: View Spoiler »no « Hide Spoiler
- HEA: View Spoiler »yes, but no epilogue. I kind of expected this since you get little peeks at the previous couples in forthcoming books « Hide Spoiler
“You should go up to your father now,” he said with difficulty.
“Eliza will look after him while I take a few minutes to show you some slides. I have insect wings . . . pollen grains . . . flower petals . . . What would you like to see?”
“The inside of a hansom cab,” he said softly. “I can’t be alone with you, darlin’.”
Garrett touched the edges of his vest, fingers clamping on the thin leather. “Ethan.” A blush rose in her face, like light glowing through pink frosted glass. “I don’t want to end this. We . . . we could meet in secret, now and then. No one would have to know. We would make no claims on each other. We’ll just . . . do as we please.”
The way she fumbled with the words, so unlike her usual precise way of speaking, devastated Ethan. He could only guess what it cost her to lay open her pride like this. He wasn’t certain what she was offering, or even if she knew. Not that it mattered. He wanted, craved, needed anything she was willing to give. But he had to make her understand that it was impossible. And even if it were, the idea was beneath her.
“Have you had that kind of arrangement with a man before?” he brought himself to ask.
Her eyes were the green of deep summer and lush growing things. “I’m a woman who makes her own decisions and handles the consequences.”
“That means no,” Ethan said softly. At her silence, he continued, “You’d be risking your reputation. Your career.”
“Believe me, I understand that better than you.”
“Have you ever shared a bed with a man? Even once?”
“Why is that relevant?”
Her evasive response sent a pleasure-pang down to the pit of his stomach. “That means no,” he said again, his voice even softer than before. He took a slow breath, trying to steady himself, while his blood sang with the knowledge that she’d been waiting for him. She was meant to be his. God, he wanted her beyond any reckoning of earth or heaven. But her well-being mattered a thousand times more than his own desires.
“Garrett . . . I’m a man full o’ trouble. When I vowed to let nothing harm you, I included myself on that list.”
A frown crimped her forehead. She closed her grip on his vest until her fists were tight as pine knots. “I’m not afraid of you, or your trouble.” Her green eyes were narrowed and intent as she tugged him closer. “Kiss me,” she urged in a whisper.
“I have to go,” he said shortly, and pulled back while he was still able.
But Garrett moved with him, her hands reaching up to grip his head on either side, the way he’d taught her at Baujart’s. The strength of her fingers electrified him.
“Kiss me,” she commanded, “or I’ll break your nose.”
The threat startled a ragged laugh from him. He shook his head as he looked at her, this fearsomely capable woman who loved geese and was afraid of spaghetti, and could either wield a scalpel in a complex surgical procedure or use it as a throwing-knife.
There had always been a cold streak in him, but he couldn’t seem to find it now, when he needed it most. He was breaking apart inside. He would never be the same after this.
“Christ, you’ve ruined me,” he whispered.
His arms went around her, one hand gripping the heavy silken mass of her braided chignon. She guided his head down, and he lost the battle, all his will vanquished as he began to kiss her as if the world were about to end.
For him, it was.