“What genre would you say it is? Hopefully a romance.” Darcy chose to keep some things from his friend. “I guess one would call it fiction, for it has not happened yet, and not everything in it is true. But it’s the kind of fiction one would read that…” “Yes?” Darcy tried to think of how to adequately describe it. “That would make one’s body heat up. So much so you might need to fan yourself off, if you know what I mean.” Bingley snapped his fingers. “Fan fiction. I like it.” “Fan fiction,” Darcy repeated to himself, as if he had just discovered a treasure.
