A wrong number with a sexy voice on the other end . . . What are the chances a regular guy has just hooked the hottest actor on the silver screen?
Ryan Pierce is in town shooting the latest romantic action movie and attending all the right publicity parties. He wasn’t expecting to pick up the phone to an easy laugh and real conversation. So, when he discovers that his caller has misdialed, it surprises him even more that he doesn’t want the man to hang up.
Dar Phillips is the last man to get star-struck, yet his best friend drags him out to be an extra on a movie set. It’s a chance to meet the guy on the set who he accidently called, but he has to admit the lead actor is hot stuff. Could the loping mega-star be his phone-a-friend? And, when they kiss, is Dar ready for the paparazzi and accusations of betrayal by the man who now stars in Dar’s every dream?
Who did Dar fall for? The elusive Ryan Pierce, who can’t be seen with him, or the quiet, gentle man who’s just a phone call away?
This was a bit of a cheese fest. The plot was simplistic, and the two MCs one-dimensional.
Ryan and Dar talk on the phone a few times, and they're totes IN LOVE! So in love, in fact, that Ryan, a big Hollywood actor and celebrity, is willing to come out of the closet, leaving stardom behind so he can be with Dar.
I like sweetness and low-angst, but the story line here just wasn't believable.
Dar started pushing Ryan for a forever relationship the second time they met (which was the first time Dar realized that the Ryan he'd been talking to was really Ryan the Star with the Amazing Abs). Don't get me started on Dar's obvious lack of critical thinking skills.
Then there was a giant misunderstanding, with Ryan pouting and Dar sulking, or maybe it was Dar pouting and Ryan sulking.
But, don't worry; that's magically resolved in 90 seconds or less because the real "villain" confesses all under pressure from the paparazzi.
The secondary characters read like puppets. Dar's friend Brett acts like he's 12, pushing Ryan to kiss him and squealing like a Disney princess. At the beginning, Dar talks to Ryan about Brett coming out to a girl who's been crushing on him, but Brett was portrayed as so over-the-top flaming, surely he wouldn't need to come out to anybody? He is basically a stereotype in motion.
Fiction doesn't need to mimic real life, but it should skirt the edges enough that readers can relate. This story failed on that count. It felt slightly dated (mentioning an "ID monitor" on a phone, which screams 1999), and there was no tension or relationship building.
Plus: COCK-MELTING ALERT!
Ryan clutched Dar's ass, slamming their hips together in cock-melting contact.
The idea here was cute. I like the title and the cover. I enjoyed the beginning of the story, but it was too superficial to keep my interest.