Drunk Dial (Penelope Ward)

It seemed like a good idea at the time. Look up Landon Roderick, that boy from childhood whom I’d never been able to forget — even though he so easily forgot about me — and call him.

Then again, anything sounds like a good idea when you’ve had a little too much wine before bed, right? It was supposed to be just a quick, meaningless, prank call. Instead, I went off on him — unloading thirteen years of pent-up emotions.

I didn’t think he’d call me back.

I certainly could never have anticipated the weeks of sexually tense phone conversations that followed as I got to know the man he’d become.

Turned out, Landon had never really forgotten me, either. That special connection we had was still there. I opened up to him, but there were also things about me he didn’t know. And he had his own secrets.

Over the countless hours we talked on the phone, I wondered what would happen if we actually saw each other. One night, I did something impulsive again. Only this time, I went to the airport and booked a ticket to California. We were about to find out if one phone call could bring two lost souls together or if my drunk dial really was all just a big mistake.


  The characters were unusual, and the book touched interesting subjects. I loved that Rana and Landon has such different backgrounds and life experiences. But they complemented each other quite well.

  I love the best friends to lovers and the second chance romance tropes.


  Everything happens a little (way too) fast. Even though the time lapse in the book is big, I still felt like their relationship was moving at a very fast pace.

  Again, I found it a bit predictable, and I felt like some things were resolved way too easily.