I know I gave this book 3 stars, but for me, it was a vast, vast disappointment. I absolutely loved the first book. I raved about it. I was dead set on falling in love with this one. Sadly, it was not to be. It was a good book, don't get me wrong, but it just...deflated along the way. 100 pages into the book, I was intent on giving this a 4 or a 5, and ready to proclaim Tessa Dare the new Julia Quinn. The book had numerous moments of wit, humor, but it developed into something that was forced. 
 The romance didn't develop well. The whole boxer-bad boy thing didn't do it for me. There were hilarity aplenty, but it didn't feel like it fit within the book and the time frame. There were elements that I felt were completely out of place, for instance, the autistic sister, the childhood "humiliation" from her mother, the commoner brute disguised as a foppish nobleman, and above all, the stupid, nearly dead, flatulent, disgusting dog. 
 I hated that dog. I seriously hated that dog. It was a forced attempt at adorability (that's a word because I said so) that I despise. Really, am I supposed to fall in love with a disgusting dog that's more a product of taxidermy than a living, breathing (farting), creature? 
 There were also the unfleshed out relationships between the sisters, and my greatest disappointment was the unbuilt and largely nonexistent relationship between the hero and his brother (and love interest). This was a love triangle that I WANTED to develop (holy shit, right?!). It was not to be, it was eliminated as quickly as it appeared, and nobody was more disappointed than me. 
 Detailed review to come when I have time from my 60 hour work week. Which may be never ;_;