My name is Carly Porter...
And I’m really good at bad decisions.
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?
“Don’t blame me,” he says. “You’re easy to rile. You rise to the bait every time…Like a pretty little piranha.”
“Did you just—” I spin, the wet cloth in my hand, and stare at him.
He’s holding my cake. And he’s bitten into it. The frosting is on his nose.
I respond the only possible way. I throw the cloth I’m holding at his face. It’s a damn good shot, because it opens up mid-air and covers half his face, leaving one of his eyes uncovered.
Brooke coughs and looks away.
“Thanks.” Zeke wipes his face off with the cloth and chucks it back to me. “I needed that. The damn frosting gets everywhere.”
“My frosting,” I shoot at him, turning the tap back on. “My cupcake, my frosting, your karma.”
“You two are exhausting.” Brooke sighs, joining me at the sink. “You either need to be separated on a permanent basis, like three-year-olds, or just have sex.”
My stomach loop-the-loops. “Unless he comes with batteries, I’m not interested.”
“I don’t need batteries,” Zeke offers, his sexy grin now an even sexier smirk. “It’s pretty easy to keep going when you’re being prayed to mid-fuck.”
“Why? Because you’re a god?” Brooke asks dryly. “How original of you. That’s never been used by a guy in the history of ever.”
Well. In all fairness, I might have begged to a deity once or twice when we…Never mind.
Not thinking about that.
“Can we not talk about sex?” I look around the room.
“Why?” Cain grins. “Aren’t you getting any?”
I look him dead in the eye and say, “I don’t need any.”
Zeke snorts. “People always need sex, Carly.”
I turn my attention to him and raise my eyebrow. “No. People need oxygen and water and food. You don’t even need sex to make babies now. Your point is moot.”
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.
I am just seriously running out of way to tell people how utterly hilarious Emma Hart’s books are! I don’t know where she comes up with this stuff but I hope it never ends!! I fell for Carly hard in Being Brooke. I mean, these girls… the things they say and do… they are just side-splitting funny!
Carly was just so determined to have what Brooke and Cain have. Even with this being an amazing RomCom… there were some things that rung true. It was really fun to see everyone trying to figure out how to live with their new normal. Carly feels like a total 3rd wheel and I can see that. Everything has changed for this trio of besties!
I knew Zeke and Carly were going to be a hot mess! I was so not disappointed in them! Carly is fierce in what she wants and isn’t willing to settle for anything less than perfection! Zeke was fantastic! He was so cocky and arrogant but he had this vulnerable side to him that made him irresistible! The fear of commitment was strong with him and that’s pretty understandable. Carly’s the first to make him question his fear.
The banter between Carly and Zeke was amazing… there was so many quotes that I could place in here now but I don’t want you to read snippets… read this book! There was just so much quit wit and questionably funny antics. The friendships and heart in Barley Cross is unlike any other town. All I need now is Brooke and Carly to have babies… I just can’t even imagine how funny that book would be!
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