You know that Mr. Darcy proposal to Elizabeth? The, “In vain I have struggled. It will not do,” one?

Yeah, this book was basically that face-palm of a proposal. On crack.

Intense gazes. Our heroine thinking he hated her guts… and him actually hating her guts? Because how dare she be so irresistible and so unsuitable at the same time! Our heroine having too much self-respect to gaf (very Elizabeth Bennett: “I have never desired your good opinion. And you have certainly bestowed it most unwillingly.”)

He did that thing where he stared at her while talking to other people… that sh*t is catnip to me.

I read it in a day—the promise of that proposal blowing up in his face made this unputdownable. If only we'd had more on-page softness as their feelings grew. Still, the angst and drama were en pointe.