Perfecting Fiona

by M.C. Beaton and Marion Chesney

Book Overview

At nineteen, Fiona is a beautiful and wealthy Scottish heiress. Yet for some mysterious reason, proposals of marriage have all fallen through. Amy and Effy Tribble, professional chaperons whose School... This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Hardcover
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0312025777
• ISBN13: 9780312025779
• Release Date: January 1989
• Publisher: St. Martin's Press
• Length: 168 Pages
• Weight: 0.70 lbs.

Customer Reviews

Funny and delightful

Perfecting Fiona - 2nd of the 6 book The School of Manners series. Fiona Macleod is a Scottish heiress (from trade no less) who is sent by her desperate uncle and aunt to spend a London season with the professional chaperones Tribble spinsters. At 19, Fiona is a beautiful and wealthy, yet for some mysterious reason, her several marriage proposals over the past few years have all fallen though at the last moment. When she arrives in London, she shocks the sisters by her demure and perfect behaviour. But again another proposal of marriage bites the dust. Desperate, the Tribble sisters with the help of Mr Harrod try to uncover the mystery behind Fiona's refusal to marry. But sparks fly when Fiona meets Lord Peter Havard. Not to be intimidated, she gives him set-down after set-down. The infuriated lord decides to ignore her but finds that he is quite unable to. When Fiona finally relents to marriage, she agrees only to do so with Lord Peter! This throws the sisters in for a loop since Fiona's guardians have specifically forbidden any match to the season's most unattainable rake. The road to matrimony prove very challenging indeed for Fiona and Lord Havard who not only have to fight through the meddling spinsters, but a past lie that threatens their future happiness. Fiona - intelligent, witty, fearless and passionate Lord Peter - Sexy, passionate and honourable. Lots of sexual tension! Favourite scene: Fiona was wearing violet. Her eyes were violet too, he noticed despite his fury. He turned to walk away, and yet something made him turn back and continue to walk beside her. He remembered the party at the opera. What an orgy of champagne and breasts and thighs and dissipation! What would Miss Macleod think of him if she knew of his licentious behavious? "No," said Fiona, seemingly apropos of nothing, "I do not approve of rakes." "Why?" he demanded, although he had received a sharp shock and wondered whether she was a mind-reader. "Well, it sounds all right," said Fiona. "You know, dashing and dangerous. Understandable and forgivable in a very young man, but in an older man, say in his thirties, rather sad and immature." Lord Peter Havard was thirty-three and he felt his feelings at that moment could only be relieved by slapping her hard.