Franny Doyle is having the worst day. She’s been laid off from her (admittedly mediocre) job, the subway doors ripped her favorite silk dress to ruins, and now she’s flashed her unmentionables to half of lower Manhattan. On the plus side, a dashing stranger came to her rescue with his (Gucci!) suit jacket. On the not-so-plus side, he can’t get away from her fast enough.
Worse yet? Someone posted their (entirely not) meet-cute online. Suddenly Franny and her knight-in-couture, Hayes Montgomery III, are the newest social media sensation, and all of New York is shipping #SubwayQTs.
Only Franny and Hayes couldn’t be a more disastrous match. She’s fanciful, talkative, and creative. He’s serious, shy, and all about numbers. Luckily, in a city of eight million people, they never have to meet again. Yet somehow, Hayes and Franny keep running into each other—and much to their surprise, they enjoy each other’s company. A lot. But when Franny’s whole world is turned upside down (again!), can she find the courage to trust in herself and finally have the life—and love—she’s always wanted?
When the most disastrous meet-cute in fiction catapults the male and female protagonists into the social media limelight, two individuals find themselves falling a little bit in love at every chance meeting. This isn’t a fake relationship scenario, though. It’s similar to the social media fiasco in Take A Hint, Dani Brown by Talia Hibbert.
Have you ever read a romance novel and you found yourself seriously rooting for fictional characters? That was my exact feeling while reading In A New York Minute by Kate Spencer.
I really wanted them to get together, but almost halfway through the book and he was still dating another person. There was a lot of pining—which I live for—but it translated to the protagonists not having much scene-time together.
I adore books with dual POV and listening to the male protagonist pine in realtime was delightful. I enjoyed their little quips and how they easily complimented each other.
Their love was slow and mature and feeling, and although towards the end the story became a little lacklustre, the ending felt rushed, and the characters had the most obnoxious about-face, this was still an enjoyable read.
1. You like disastrous meet-cutes.
2. You don’t mind some mutual pining.
3. You need a doze of serotonin.
4. You want to read an American contemporary adult romance.