A review by apostrophen
The Night We Met by Rob Byrnes

5.0

First off, I rarely give "just for fun" books five stars. This one deserved it, so there's the beginning of just how wonderful this book was.

Picture a book editor, Andrew, recently (and not willingly) single and gay, whose ex just picked up something younger and cuter. Andrew's first two books are on the bargain bin, he's feeling pretty down, and then at an opening party for a new gay bar, he meets the man of his dreams, the man who could just maybe be, Mr. Right.

If Mr. Right was a quasi-heterosexual son of one of the worst Mafia Capo bosses in the city.

This was my first Byrnes book, and I read it in the space of a day. I cried I laughed so hard (and I also got tossed out of a pizza joint for laughing too much when I read this book). This book isn't just funny, it's witty, and that's a style in short demand. The bon-mots are fabulous, the plot is so completely outrageous that it has a Evanovich-esque slaptstick to it that just totally leaves you gasping for air between guffaws. And beyond it all, there's Andrew, hopeless (and hopeful) romantic, dodging thugs, police, FBI, his best friends, and once or twice having nookie that will curl your toes.

Phenom. When Byrnes puts out a book, I nab them immediately.