Have you ever asked yourself "What if the Jeeves and Wooster books were like, less comedy, and more romance, and also explicitly gay instead of just subtexty gay?" Well if you haven't, you're probably more normal than me, but if you perhaps have gotten tripped up on Wodehouse's strangely tender portrait of a man and his valet just trying to live together without the constant interference of managing women, are you in for a treat!
This book completes the "Society of Gentlemen" trilogy, which is a strangely generic and restrained series title for the highest-quality regency romance on the market today. These aren't your mom's regencies, where you could make them a contemporary romance with just a few find-and-replace jobs on the clothing. K. J. Charles' books have that particular English sensibility where class is always there in the room when any two or more people meet up. (Very noticeable to all True Americans, because as you know we don't have class, haa...) All of the romances in this series have explored class in some major way, from class mobility in the first book, to class politics in the second, and finally in the last book, we get the most extreme class problem, and we have to decide how two people who will never be anything close to equal in class can nevertheless find human (and sexual) equality between them. And what is more unequal than a servant sleeping with his lord and master? Or is it...
As a bonus, the author has identified one of the characters as demisexual. Google "demisexual," then come back and read the book. Oh, and I can be crude enough to mention this, the ebook is only $3. I've certainly spent twice that on books I haven't liked half so much.
I'm crossing my fingers we get a little shoot-off novella for the side characters Will and Jon, who run the classy gay clubhouse all the characters hang out at. Plz.