Call Me, Maybe by Ellie Cahill is absolutely freaking adorable. A chance encounter at an airport, the switching of phones, and an unlikely romance are all included in this fun, quick read.
Clementine Daly is rich. Filthy rich. Old-money. She doesn’t like to talk about it and she keeps it to herself—especially when meeting new people. She has a degree in English and History and volunteers at the local library. She runs a super successful book blog—lucky!—and treats books as an escape. To say I connected with this aspect of Clem would be an understatement. As is typical, something in Clem’s past has her afraid to open her heart to love. Her parents left her at a young age, an ex wronged her, and she has distanced herself from reality in many ways.
Justin Mueller is a journalist for a parenting magazine, despite the fact he has zero children. He’s young, hot, and never commits to a relationship. His openness with Clem is fun, fresh, and flirty. Once he realizes she is the klutz who fell on him at the airport, they begin a fun back-and-forth exchange that leaves them wanting more once they are back on common ground. That common ground just happens to be Chicago.
As Justin and Clem take the time to get to know one another before the big phone exchange in Chicago, we find out just how funny Justin is. Through a series of texts titled “Getting to know Clementine” he asks all of the important questions, including,
“Mayo or Miracle Whip:
A: Give me mayonnaise or give me death
B: Miracle Whip is the best!
C: I’ll take either because I have no taste buds
D: I don’t know what you’re talking about”
Yes, this is the kind of humor you’ll find in this book. I found myself laughing out loud because I can totally relate to this question!
This type of exchange is common and when the two finally, officially meet the sparks are all there. The two have obvious chemistry and it’s the kind of chemistry you wish you had with your partner. If you’re looking for a book with explicit detail in the sex scenes, then you may want to look elsewhere as this book is not very detailed and tends to trail off during these times. That’s not to say that Justin and Clem don’t have sex, it’s there and it’s frequent. And Justin is incredibly sweet. So. Incredibly. Sweet.
“Maybe there was something to it, after all. Maybe this was what it was like to feel that thing that drove fairy tales and my romance novels. Maybe it really existed.”
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