Mr. Wrong /ˈmistər rôNG/ noun: the polar opposite of the perfect man. "A prime example of Mr. Wrong is a certain quarterback incapable of letting a grudge go."
A reality television dating show was never part of my post-college plan. Nearly broke, unemployed, recently dumped me let my best friend Haley decide it should be.
They say don’t make life-altering decisions after five shots of tequila, and I now believe whoever coined that phrase.
We all have rough patches, right? When nothing sounds better than snuggling on the couch in your favorite sweats, inhaling chocolate?
Well, I’ve signed up for the glamorous version. Designer dresses. Poolside lounge chair. Open bar.
Unfortunately, my free vacation takes a turn from mildly humiliating to full-on mortification when the identity of the man I’m meant to woo is revealed.
What are the chances he’ s the quarterback I accidentally insulted on national television six months ago? Turns out they’re pretty good.
Famous athletes receive plenty of press coverage. Odds he remembers my constructive criticism? Turns out they’re also pretty good.
Thanks to a one-way plane ticket and a thirty-page contract I probably should have read before signing, I’m forced to follow through. To embark on a journey around the world with a man who hates me and the twenty-four other women he’s “dating” that will be forever enshrined on film for millions to watch weekly.
All to win Mr. Wrong.