Review Blitz: Catching Carly - Emma Hart

   

Blurb

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?

Right.

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Review

This sweet little treat to my reading sense is a mix of two of my favorite tropes:  best friend’s brother and enemies-to-lovers.  And oh what a treat it was.  This was full of everything that makes me squee with delight in a rom-com:  witty banter, laugh out loud moments and delicious passion.  Hart has definitely wormed her way onto my top rom-com authors list with this and Being Brooke.   I’ve jumped on the Hart fangirl wagon and I’m making myself comfortable.

Carly is sarcastic, feisty and has no brain to mouth filter.  Some of her one-liners had me laughing so hard, my husband thought I was broken (then of course there’s the fact that I spewed wine all over him but we don’t need to talk about that…).  She’s had a hate-hate relationship with her best friend’s brother Zeke for years.  That is until she tripped and fell on his dick.  Truly, it was all an accident.  Zeke is cocky, overbearing and sexy.  He’s also a whole lot of mistrustful but he has plenty of reason to be.  These two are ducking hilarious together.  Their banter, sexual tension and chemistry is just the perfect mix for rom-com amazingness. 

The characters were well-written and developed.  They each had their own strengths and issues.  Carly had her vulnerabilities and Zeke had his.  I loved that for once it was the guy with the trust issues.  Too often it’s the girl that has been burnt and doesn’t want to trust.  But trust me, despite his brash attitude; Zeke will steal your heart.  This guy has his moments where he gets soft and sweet.  And you’ll be fighting off all your book friends to claim him as your new book boyfriend (I’m pretty sure one of mine has already called dibs). 

There is a small amount of drama but its low on the angst scale.  And I loved seeing all the quirky characters from book one back again.  Catching Carly can be read as a standalone but I promise you’ll want to go back and read Being Brooke once you read this one.

If you love rom-coms or are in the mood for a sweet romance that’ll have you laughing out loud, pick this one up today.  It won’t disappoint.  -Peace and Love, Buxom J

          

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.

“No.”

“Liar.”

“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.

Zeke chuckles.

“Help me, you pig!”

More laughter.

“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.”      

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.

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