Bad English

Enid

I'm not the kind of woman people remember. Or talk about. Or see. I mean, I've been mistaken for a chair—more than once.

I was okay being a wallflower, a bluestocking, a spinster-in-waiting. I dedicated myself to my work, and I was satisfied with my life. Happy even.

Or at least I was, until Henry.

Now I want to be seen. I want the love story. I want the hero who only has eyes for me.

Except he's been invited to apply for the job I was promised. As perfect as this romance-reading-tea-sipping-Brit may be, there's no way in hell I'm letting him win.

I thought this would be our love story. I think it's about to turn into a true crime.

Warning: This happily-ever-after involved book quotes, fangirling, and a man who reads romance. Hold on to your paperbacks, this book has all the makings of a classic lovestory!