My only books were women's looks

Of all of Heyer's books I've read so far, this was the one I had the most trouble with. Which is to say, by the end, I loved it and loved Venetia and Damerel's banter and relationship (That whole orgy banter! Be still my heart!) but as I was reading, it felt long in places. I had a harder time getting into it than with some of Heyer's other novels: it was a bit too much inside of Venetia's head somehow, and too traditionally 'Romance', especially in the beginning. But I still loved all the characters by the end, and was sad to get to the last page. (Especially Aurelia. Such an authentic voice there, I actually heard her voice very distinctly in my head.)