Description: Nell Locke got dumped, got drunk alone, and got her phone killed by a dead battery - all in one night. Borrowing the restaurant's phone to call her father for a rescue, she misdials by one digit. "Dad!" Two seconds of silence. Then a laugh. "I'm not that old. You can call me big brother." What follows is the least romantic meet-cute in history: she can't remember her address, walks herself into a hedge, throws up on him, and passes out - and wakes up on the couch in her father's office at the police station. Because the man she misdialed is Officer Elliot Hayes. Her father's rising star. And the man her father has been not-so-subtly trying to set her up with for a month. A warm, hilarious, ears-going-red romance about the best wrong number ever dialed.