
Drunk dialing at its finest.... All it took was a couple bottles of champagne...and a fully charged cellphone, for me to go from widow to call girl. Talking to a stranger in the middle of the night was the push I needed. To feel something again. Something safe. It’s not like I will ever run into him. We don’t even know each other...yet. Aaron Skye returns my call the next day, sending my well-ordered world for a spin. Now I'm sober. After years in the shadows, I'm starting to feel alive. A sense of normalcy. Unfortunately, Aaron is not who I had imagined. And his life is anything but normal. Can I put the phone down and step into his world long enough to realize that what started out as careless whispers has smoldered into something more? A wrong number could be my Mr. Right.
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