Dreams come true in this hilarious, feel-good fairy tale about life, love, and dating literature’s most eligible bachelor!
After a string of disastrous dates, Emily Albright decides she’s had it with modern-day love and would much rather curl up with Pride and Prejudice and spend her time with Mr. Darcy, the dashing, honorable, and passionate hero of Jane Austen’s classic. So when her best friend suggests a wild week of margaritas and men in Mexico with the girls, Emily abruptly flees to England on a guided tour of Jane Austen country instead. Far from inspiring romance, the company aboard the bus consists of a gaggle of little old ladies and one single man, Spike Hargreaves, a foul-tempered journalist writing an article on why the fictional Mr. Darcy has earned the title of Man Most Women Would Love to Date.
The last thing Emily expects to find on her excursion is a broodingly handsome man striding across a field, his damp shirt clinging to his chest. But that’s exactly what happens when she comes face-to-face with none other than Mr. Darcy himself. Suddenly, every woman’s fantasy becomes one woman’s reality. . . .
I just want to start by throwing this out there-- Why is it that EVERY woman thinks they'd be good enough for Mr. Darcy? I'm being serious. Only about 1% of the population of women could "tempt" him, and I'm sure I WOULD NOT be in that 1%. That said-- Me and Mr. Darcy wasn't one of my favorites. It wasn't awful, but it wasn't original. Everything that happens to Emily is an exact parallel to what she has LITERALLY just read in Pride and Prejudice. In my opinion, if she was really THAT big of an Austen fan, she would have figured it all out SO much sooner. The language throughout was a bit unnecessary, but I think maybe it wouldn't have annoyed me so much if I hadn't read as many clean YA novels before getting to this one. This book was more of a chore to finish than anything.