Mr. All Wrong by R.C. Stephens
The first time I met Evie Harper, she threw a cream pie at my face. I actually hadn’t met her, just saw her. It was more like she hated everything I stood for and showed me her opinion with an airborne cream pie. Yes, she smacked me front and center on my face. The second time I saw Evie, I didn’t realize she was the cream-pie-throwing bandit, and she took my breath away in a flowing red gown at a gala.
Of course I couldn’t resist her looks, so I asked her to dance. She called me a schmuck and stalked off.
My own Cinderella ran away from me. I shouldn’t have chased her down. We were all wrong for each other. But her fire red hair and feisty personality reeled me in, and I was hooked. Chicago’s most renowned playboy was finally falling head over loafers. At least it felt that way because she was like no other woman I’d met before . . . Evie was special . . .
Problem was I had trust issues when it came to women. Freud would’ve probably said it was my mother’s doing. Somehow Evie made me believe in her . . . trust her . . .
Big damn mistake!
One I hope I won’t live to regret . . .
But then again how could someone so wrong for me turn out to be so damn perfect?
First of all, this is not a rom-con. I've read other review in each the readers are going on based on the cover and/or blurb assuming this is a rom-con. The term "schmuck" does not equate rom-con. Whew. Got that off my chest. That's not to say there is not some humor and some light-hearted spots. But know what you are picking up.
I've been reading R.C. Stephens for a few years now and I feel like this is her shining star book. The one that she reveals her capabilities in her writing.
R.C. wrote a story that I haven't quite seen yet. And it totally worked. It wasn't super conventional and mainstream. I loved these characters. I loved the scandal. I loved the moments of heartbreak and repair. It's a slow simmer building to a sizzling burn. Perfection takes time to create and this one hits it at the right temperature at the right time.