Physiotherapist Poppy Wyatt has just lost the two worst items imaginable to lose on the same day: her engagement ring and her cell phone. Now as her intellectual in laws the Tavishes are due to arrive later that day from their sabbatical in the US there is no way for the hotel to contact her if her vintage heirloom emerald ring is found. That is until she finds a phone in a trash can and claims it as her own. But the previous owner of the phone was the personal assistant to bigwig CEO Sam Roxton, and he needs it back, since ALL of his personal and work emails are being sent to that number. But Poppy will not risk missing the call about the ring, so the two strike a deal: Poppy can keep the phone until the ring turns up as long as she forwards all of Sam’s messages to his phone. Thus ensues an awkward and hilarious invasion of privacy between two strangers as Poppy butts her way into Sam’s personal life and Sam tries to help Poppy with hers. Despite the major inconveniences – hiding her left hand, trying to impress the Tavishes, and keeping up with Sam’s email – maybe this is just what Poppy needed.
I’m not sure why I haven’t read Sophie Kinsella before, except that I read more contemporary romance these days and I’m always turned off by the ubiquity of books like The Shopaholic series. If it weren’t for my good friend Angie I would never have picked this up. Thankfully even though it was past the release date, egalleys of I’ve Got Your Number: A Novel were still available on Netgalley so I requested it straightaway and opened it as soon as my reading calendar was free.
I feel like I’ve been saying this a lot lately about the books I’ve enjoyed this year but I’m so glad I did, because from start to finish, reading I’ve Got Your Number: A Novel was a hoot. I haven’t had such a fun reading experience since I read my first Julie James novel. I loved Poppy. Having lost both my engagement ring and my phone on different occasions and having a bit of a nosy personality myself I related to Poppy’s situation immediately. Although she is excessively chipper all the time, faking optimism in the worst of moments, adding smiling faces and hugs and kisses to most of her correspondence, and using exclamation points every other sentence, I understood her. Best of all, her comic timing is flawless. I found myself constantly chuckling under my breath and laughing out loud at all the awkward situations Poppy gets herself into and the snappy inner dialogue accompanying them. Of course it wouldn’t be half as hilarious without Sam, whom I liked very much. That one time- and heart-stopping breathless moment between them is not overrated. Who knew there could be so much emotional resonance in text conversations? Much of Poppy and Sam’s relationship is conducted through texting with surprising effect, reminding me of another novel (Flat-Out Love) which uses Facebook to a similar end. Overall I’ve Got Your Number: A Novel is incredibly entertaining romantic comedy in book form, perfect for a quick pick me up or a rainy night in. It’s not even a question that there will be more Kinsella in my future.