Bad luck has always followed Olivia Marshall...or maybe she's just the screw-up her family thinks she is. But when a "What are you wearing?" text from a random wrong number turns into the hottest, most entertaining—albeit anonymous—relationship of her life, she thinks things might be on the upswing....
Colin Beck has always considered Olivia his best friend's annoying little sister, but when she moves in with them after one of her worst runs of luck, he realizes she's turned into an altogether different and sexier distraction. He's sure he can keep his distance, until the moment he discovers she's the irresistible Miss Misdial he's been sort of sexting for weeks—and now he has to decide whether to turn the heat up or ghost her before things get messy.
“The most sidesplittingly funny, shenanigan-packed, sexual tension-filled book I’ve read in a long, long time.”—Ali Hazelwood, New York Times bestselling author of The Love Hypothesis
“Smart, sexy, and downright hilarious. Mr. Wrong Number is an absolutely pitch-perfect romantic comedy.”—Christina Lauren, New York Times bestselling author of The Unhoneymooners
“A delightfully messy heroine and world-class banter make this oh-so-sweet story of hidden identities and mixed (text) messages impossible to put down.”—Emily Wibberley and Austin Siegemund-Broka, authors of The Roughest Draft
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If you find me wheeze-laughing on the floor, I’m thinking about Mr. Wrong Number. If you find me fanning myself, I’m thinking about Mr. Wrong Number. If you find me dreamily staring into the distance, I’m thinking about Mr. Wrong Number. Because Mr. Wrong Number is the most sidesplittingly funny, shenanigan-packed, sexual tension-filled book I’ve read in a long, long time. I dare you not to fall in love with Olivia and Colin, but most of all I dare you not to fall in love with Lynn's writing!
This was SO good! The blurb kept ALL its promises and delivered even more.
YES to glorious banter texting with a stranger, YES to flirty sexting with a stranger, YES to laugh out loud banter between enemies, YES to hilarious relatably hot mess heroine (neither annoying or irritating, she's just the most endearing klutz), YES to seemingly cold and detached heroes, YES to forced proximity premise, YES to clandestine naps, YES to shared bathrooms and trickling droplets of water on vividly described body parts, YES to confusing feelings between opposites, YES to insanely charged sexual tension moments, YES to not-so-slow slow burns, YES to heartfelt confessions, YES to secret flings, YES to sweet and slow kisses, YES to fast and furious sexing, YES to angsty complications, YES to HEA.
Mr. Wrong Number was a winner on all accounts : fun, heartfelt and SEXAY. So so sexy.
This book is UNPUTDOWNABLE, be warned!
Admittedly, I'm a sure thing about all things epistolary in romance but that doesn't mean I'll enjoy all of them. Here the author did an amazing job layering both characters entanglements, the instant matching humor and personalities of their texting relationship and their much slower awareness of each other sharing a housing situation.
The banter was golden and the overall humor on page was entertaining. I loved loved loved the tiny bit of unrequited feelings filtering through the heroine's POV as much as her genuine reluctancy to find the hero desirable in any way. And of course witnessing her—and him— failing miserably. Olivia and Colin were just inevitable and too good together. Bantering and sexing. Yes, the banging was quality good.
I could have done without the two parts third act conflict though, one was enough, the other was drawn out, both of them were definitely too much.
There's an excerpt for an upcoming story (about Olivia's brother, Jack) that totally hooked me the way Mr. Wrong Number hooked me within a few lines and I'll be miserably counting the days until release day (December 2022!!!).
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I love the wrong number trope! Texting banter is my favorite especially when it turns into sexting with the best friend little sister kind of mess. Conflict, conflict I want you! Can't wait for this!