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Date read: May 25, 2020
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Emma Hart
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Synopsis (Goodreads):
What I'm trying to say is that, yes, Mallory is sort of a walking disaster, but she's a FUN walking disaster.
She's also pretty darn good at her new job. Sure, sure, she gets a teeny bit distracted by her hot boss, but who wouldn't? Since Cameron's a little distracted by her, it works out nicely.
But before they can be distracted together, they have to work through the pros and cons of whether inter-office dating is a thing they want to indulge in. (Spoiler: They definitely WANT to indulge, they just have to get past the mental speed bumps of dating the boss/assistant before they can really dig into a relationship.)
A little simmering tension, a few accidents waiting to happen, relatives that drive a person to drink (more than one person, actually), and serial killer documentary dates. GOOD STUFF!
Date read: May 25, 2020
Purchase Links: Paperback | Kindle
Emma Hart
| Website | Twitter | Facebook | Amazon |
Synopsis (Goodreads):
One hot mess. One hot boss. One too many hot encounters...Thoughts on Catastrophe Queen: Heh. I have to say Mallory's not a complete disaster, but accidents do seem to follow her around. The type of accidents where she trips over thin air or spills an entire cup of coffee across a desk or ends up in the emergency room after a date. Fortunately for her, Cameron doesn't mind her clumsiness (or moments of daydreaming that cause her to wander into traffic) and rolls with the catastrophic punches. So to speak.
It’s not you. It’s me.
No, seriously. It is me. Not only does my name literally mean “unfortunate,” but that’s the story of my life.
Everything I touch turns to crap. An apartment fire—that I swear I was not responsible for—means I’m living back at home with my sex-mad parents. Yay, me!
Which is why I need my new job as personal assistant to Cameron Reid to get back on my feet. Three months in this job and I can move back out and, hopefully, remember to turn off my flat iron once in a while.
Ahem.
On paper, my job is easy. Make coffee. Book appointments. Keep everything in order.
Until I walk in on my boss, half-naked, wearing nothing but the kind of tiny white towel that dreams are made of.
Now, nothing is easy—except our mutual attraction. But he’s my boss, and you know what they say about mixing work and pleasure: unless you do p*rn, it’s just not worth it.
What I'm trying to say is that, yes, Mallory is sort of a walking disaster, but she's a FUN walking disaster.
She's also pretty darn good at her new job. Sure, sure, she gets a teeny bit distracted by her hot boss, but who wouldn't? Since Cameron's a little distracted by her, it works out nicely.
But before they can be distracted together, they have to work through the pros and cons of whether inter-office dating is a thing they want to indulge in. (Spoiler: They definitely WANT to indulge, they just have to get past the mental speed bumps of dating the boss/assistant before they can really dig into a relationship.)
A little simmering tension, a few accidents waiting to happen, relatives that drive a person to drink (more than one person, actually), and serial killer documentary dates. GOOD STUFF!
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