Monroe doesn't know why she answers the text that's obviously meant for someone else. Or why she keeps answering. Maybe it's because she's all alone in a big city and in desperate need of a lifeline. Or maybe it's because each exchange leaves her intrigued and more than a little turned on.

Monroe doesn't know why she answers the text that's obviously meant for someone else. Or why she keeps answering. Maybe it's because she's all alone in a big city and in desperate need of a lifeline. Or maybe it's because each exchange leaves her intrigued and more than a little turned on.

Still, Monroe never would've snarked back if she'd known she was talking to the "Golden Boy" of the Dallas Knights. She couldn't care less about Lincoln Daniels' hockey-god status, and this only seems to attract him more. He's used to scoring on and off the ice, and now he's obsessed with his next goal: making Monroe his―no matter what it takes.

"Intense" doesn't begin to cover the way Lincoln pursues her. But despite the red flags, Monroe starts to crave the way he makes her feel really, truly wanted . . . Maybe Mr. Wrong Number is actually Mr. Right.