Claire Cunningham has tried to keep her father happy since he was crippled three years ago. But now he wants her to marry, and marry well. Her only suitor--a wealthy Viscount--is a respectable match in theory, but the man's breath can fell an ox at six paces. Seven, if he breathes heavily.
Gareth Wyndleton has neither title nor wealth. Instead, he has reams of paper filled with scientific observations, a passel of ink-stained cravats, and an unfortunate tendency to choke up around women. Claire's little brother needs her to marry a man who can pay his ever-rising gambling debts. Her father, desperate for recognition, wants her to clinch the family's social success. And the Vile Viscount's scheming dominatrix of a sister is all too willing to drive away other suitors with rumor, innuendo, and a leather riding crop.
Most women would hold their noses--literally--and take fifty thousand pounds over ink stains and data on bird migration. But the accident that left Claire's father unable to walk crippled her entire family. What Claire needs now isn't money, but the healing power of . . . geometry?
This looks fun but you've got too much going on. And it's unconnected. Her family needs money..you don't need all the blather about why-a few choice words will do it. I want to know more about how Gareth meets Claire and if he wants to ruffle her feathers. Focus; connect the dots.