When Grace O'Brien wakes up next to Bernard-from-IT, she blames the out-of-date bottle of Baileys for making her cheat on her boyfriend of one year, nine months, three weeks and six days. But then she finds she can't get Bernard - geeky dress sense, red hair and all - out of her mind. It gets worse when Grace's best friend falls in love with a blind date - Bernard. Somehow Grace can't help feeling that she's to blame for all this mess. She usually is, after all...
For the most part this wasn't bad, your typical chick lit - but it was way too long. I felt for Grace - her brother's death sucked and she clearly had a lot of guilt. I didn't hate her, but I didn't really love her either - she spent so much time beating herself up about literally everything that I got bored. Plus Shane was an ass. And she ummed and aahed way too much about dumping him. Bernard was alright but not enough to bring this book past 2 stars.
