My name is Carly Porter… And I’m really good at bad decisions.
How do I know this, exactly? Well, not including the time I accidentally bleached my eyebrows or sprained my ankle changing a lightbulb…
I had sex with my best friend’s brother.
Zeke Elliott has been a thorn in my side for eleven years. A very sexy, very tempting, very freaking annoying one. With big…hands.
And now my clitoris has a crush on the guy.
Seriously. I can’t look at him without my vagina performing accidental kegels. Which would be fine, but he’s Cain’s brother. I hate him. He’s off limits, right?
◄◄ Excerpt ►►
I close my eyes and slip one leg out of the window.
Everybody can see my panties.
Not that anyone is here, but I just know everybody can.
This is horrible. And it hurts.
I’m never dating again.
I’m going to buy fifty cats. They’ll never make me climb out of a bathroom window.
“You’re looking at my underwear, aren’t you?” I ask, unfortunately pausing with my legs wide open.
“It’s nice underwear.”
“Oh god.” I swing my other leg down a little too quick.
My dress rides up.
Right over my ass.
And my feet can’t reach the crates.
“Help me, you pig!”
“I’m gonna be stuck here forever. Oh my god.”
The bathroom door opens.
Can this get any worse?
A fifty-something woman I don’t recognize freezes in the middle of the restroom.
I smile sweetly.
She eyes me suspiciously before shuffling into a cubicle.
“Get me down!” I hiss, kicking my legs. “Now, Ezekiel!”
Something scrapes and knocks together.
“Still so hot when you call me that. Especially when your ass is out.” Thud. “All right, sweetcheeks. I’ve got you.”
“Sweetcheeks? What is wrong with you?”
“Look, you can hang there all night bitchin’ at me if you want, but it’s not my bare ass in the middle of the alley. As much as I’m enjoying the view.”
“Oh my god,” I groan. “You swear you’ll catch me?”
“I swear.” His fingertips brush against my bare legs.
My shudder is disguised by the trembling of my arms as I lower myself down.
Zeke’s fingers trail up the outsides of my thighs until he grasps my waist. “Let go.”
I freeze, tensing up.
“Carly, let go. I have hold of you. I won’t drop you.”
Still tensed, I let go of the window ledge.
My life flashes before my eyes. Seriously. I see everything from my first memory to the moment I let go of the ledge and I squeal because I’m going to die and I know that he’s going to drop me and—
Zeke’s strong grip solidifies when he wraps his arm around my waist and holds me against him. “There,” he says calmly into my ear. “You dropped about six inches. You’re hardly cliff-diving.”
I open my eyes and look down at where his arm is pressed across my stomach. His grip is tight, and the popping veins on his forearm trace tantalizing lines across his skin.
And my dress is still around my hips.
I reach down and tug the material over my upper thighs. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” He releases me, and when he jumps down from the crates, I see a flash of his cocky grin. “Nice thong.”
That explains the grin.
I clear my throat. “Thank you. It took me an hour to pick.”
“From your drawer?”
“No. From Victoria Secret. Have you seen how many panties are on that website?”
Zeke holds his hands out for me to take. “Oh, yeah. I’m wearing a pair right now.”
My lips curve slowly as I step down onto the ground. “Interesting. What type? Brief? Thong? Boy short? V-string?”
He blinks at me when I put my shoes on. “Why do you need so many different types? It’d be much easier if you just wore none at all.”
◄◄ My Thoughts ►►
Catching Carly is super cute, sexy, entertaining, and laugh out loud funny! It combines two of my favorite tropes – Frienemies to lovers and best friend’s brother (with a twist) secret romance.
Comedy takes lead in this fun little novel. While I enjoyed the humor immensely, some of it was a bit OTT for me. However, there were several priceless one-liners.
“Seriously. A studio full of porn stars couldn’t suck this hard. They’d look like amateur cocksuckers in comparison to this day.” That definitely describes my day today LOL
I also got a huge kick out of the Life Goals. “Life Goal #11: Start thinking shit through. Like spanx and jumpsuits. And best friends.”
Here’s the breakdown: Zeke and Carly “accidentally” sleep together. He’s her best friend’s brother and her enemy for the past 11 years. She can’t understand how the situation went that far. Or at least that’s what Carly tells herself. Zeke is handsome, muscular, and an all around perfect male specimen. Their history is complicated. To add to that, Zeke is still reeling from his ex-girlfriend’s infidelity. Because of that he finds it impossible to trust woman. Carly on the other hand is searching for the fairytale ending. Do opposites really attract? Can those two see beyond their own personal issues to find love right in front of them?
What I enjoyed: I enjoyed the main characters. Carly is honest, funny, entertaining, tenacious, and super cute. Zeke is sexy, overbearing, confusing (it’s a good thing), and most of all confused. He can’t understand his pull to Carly. He doesn’t trust, but he also can’t let her go. Watching these two circle each other was really entertaining. However, I most enjoyed the novel after that get beyond their issues and went all in.
Overall, this is a quick entertaining read that’s sure to please fans of romantic comedy.
I rate it:
◄◄ About the Author ►►
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies—usually wine—and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy—unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.