Meg Cabot's books continue to dive towards mediocre lameness. This one was OKAY. But that's it. Just okay.
Girl and annoying (but hot) guy are acting as witnesses at an elopement in Italy. They are horribly irritated by each other, yet still attracted. Hijinks ensue. They do it. The end.
Apparently, it was partially based on Meg Cabot's own wedding. Publishers Weekly really liked that--they said it added spice. I, on the other hand, didn't care.
It certainly didn't even come close to comparing to Boy Meets Girl, which made me laugh until my eyes watered.