Julia Quinn is like crack to me.

I finish one book, and I'm instantly in withdrawl... think, reads all eight Bridgerton books in, like, a week, then cries for more kind of crazy-obsessed.

But, here's the thing: I didn't think A Night Like This was going to do it for me. And I was sad, especially so, given the first book in the Smythe-Smith Quartet, 'Just Like Heaven' was, in fact, my first Quinn. And I adored it.

Yep. I was wrong.
Egg, meet face.

A Night Like This is a pure and simple rainbows and sunshine delight. That's not to say it shares the light frothiness of much of Quinn's other work. Oh yes, her fun, girly tone is ever present, but the darkness that occasionally pops up in some of her other work rears its head here, and the storyline shows. But this was not my issue. It's a refreshing change, and I'd be lying if I denied loving this book.

A Night Like This starts out slow. I'm talking driving through torrential rain at midnight with the headlights and windscreen wipers out, slow. But this is honest-to-goodness my only complaint, and when it picks up, it rockets along.

Quinn's trademark humour is ever present, and, of course, laugh-out-loud funny at times. The characters are fun, and loveable. Anne is sweet, brave, wise and Daniel is the typical charming, rakish, dashing Quinn hero we've all come to adore. The forbidden-romance tugged at my heart, and once again, Regency England welcomed me home like a warm blanket. From the titillating gossip of the ton, to London's glittering, glamorous season, and the gorgeous verdant countryside, with its stately homes, and village idylls, this is a Quinn novel with all its charm, all its romance, and all its delights.

Quinn fans should delight in this charming offering, once they get through its slower start. Is this Quinn's strongest outing yet? Perhaps not, but it is nonetheless a wonderful, breezy and fun offering from one of the genre's finest.