No, you like the rake trope in historical romance because you harbor fantasies about “taming the bad boy.” I like the rake trope in historical romance because I believe men are meant to serve one purpose and one purpose only, which is to act as gorgeous muses in your quest to become like the Eternal Goddess, and when a young woman is flush in her second heat and hears the Call to undergo her long and arduous Trial, there are few things more primally thrilling than the sight of a man in calf-tight breeches with loose white chemise, eager and willing to join you in the holy and ancient practice of night love. We are not the same.












