Call Me, Maybe
Clementine Daly knows sheâs the black sheep. Her wealthy, powerful family has watched her very closely since she almost got caught in an embarrassing scandal a few years ago. So when Clementineâs sent on a mission to live up to the Daly name, politely declining isnât even an option. Of course, the last thing Clementine does before departure is grab a strangerâs phone by mistakeâleaving the hunky journalist with her phone. Soon his sexy voice is on the line, but he doesnât know her real name, or her famous pedigreeâwhich is just the way Clementine likes it.Despite all the hassles, Justin Mueller is intrigued to realize that the beautiful brown-eyed girl he met at the airport is suddenly at his fingertips. They agree to exchange phones when theyâre both back in town, but after a week of flirty texts and wonderfully intimate conversations, Justin doesnât want to let her go that easy. The only problem? It turns out that Clemetine has been lying to him about, well, everything. Except for the one thing two people canât fake, the only thing that matters: The heat between them is for real.
Sometime during reading âCall Me, Maybeâ by Ellie Cahill there suddenly was a song on the radio that perfectly fitted to this book I felt. I was âHelloâ from Adele. I choose to read this book because I was intrigued by the plotline. Critical readers might say that there were quite a lot of clichÃ©s inside that story and I honestly would not even disagree with them. I just might add that actually I did not care about them during reading as the story floated easily and it felt good to observe the main characters during their journey. The author developed an interesting plotline and worked it out perfectly. The writing is flawless and the characters very likable. I would even go as far as to say that it feels good for a minute to dream about something like this actually happening. So yeah, this is a romance novel as it should always be written. Not to much of anything but just enough of everything.