Phillipa (Flip) Allison and her friends, forming the "Four Musketeers," engage in their book club and share their fascination with Pride and Prejudice. Flip works as an ornithologist and usually wears trousers with unimpressive bird shit on them. Flip is taken with Magnus Knightley, a British hunk from the University of Cornell and visiting scholar, who's sitting at a nearby table at the coffee shop listening to the girls loudly discuss the book. None are aware that Magnus is "the" expert on Pride and Prejudice and quite familiar with every word written.

All hell breaks loose when Flip takes the advice of her friend and decides to have a massage by a mysterious masseuse who allows Flip to envision herself in her favorite book through a dream. When hot sexual events occur in her dream, Flip wakes to the realization that she's changed the contents of the original writing of the book. In an effort to return things to normal, Magnus, among others, is drawn into another dream in an attempt to restore the contents. Their journey in the dream explodes their entire world with hot, hot sex. Madame K promises to help restore things at the expense of Flip and Magnus losing all memory of the events and each other.

I loved all the mystery of finagling the events in an effort to set things right again. Ms. Cready's characters were very believable, intelligent and successful people. The story includes a lot of humor and clever incidents throughout. Gwyn Cready is a very inspiring author who has a terrific sense of originality and a gift for the paranormal. I thoroughly enjoyed reading her novel.

Book Summary

Mr. Darcy just isn't Flip Allison's style. She prefers novels that include hot sex on the bathroom sink to the mannerly high-tension longing of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. That is, until she pays a visit to Madame K, who promises a therapeutic massage with an opportunity to "Imagine Yourself in Your Favorite Book." Somehow on the way to a sizzling sink top session with a Venetian Adonis, Flip lands right in the middle of Regency England--and dangerously close to handsome Mr. Darcy. So close, in fact, that she discovers you can't always judge a book by its cover.