This book was flipping fantastic. The author hit all the right notes when it came to the sass factor. Funny, witty, sexy, you name it and this book had it. The brilliance in this book will refresh your mind from all the emotionally draining dramas.
This book is about two people worlds apart in personality thrown into unwelcome circumstances, who encroach each other’s space, rub each other in the wrong-est way possible, get pathetically creative in pushing each other’s buttons, then slowly and gradually glide towards romance.
Benjamin Martin Crawford. Age twenty-seven. Marine. Mechanic. Giver of hallway smiles. Popper of heart balloons. Stealer of happy songs. He is very un-hero like and has flaws glaring you in the face. Ben, while being a total douche, was amazingly hot and swoon worthy too.
Emmy is a thirty-something nurse, who works as a caretaker for Rose, Ben’s grandmother. She is one of the funniest and most likable female characters I have ever read.
I LOVED her.
I ADORED her.
And I can’t say that for a lot many heroines.
Emmy is flawless with all her imperfections. I don’t remember the last time I loved a heroine this much. Her character, while being so clearly eccentric, is strangely relatable. Her inner monologue is straight up hilarious. She is going in my favorites.
Life is grand until the day Rose dies leaving an unconventional will behind her. According to the will, Ben receives a compulsory invitation to play house with Emmy or lose everything he could hold dear in the near future. Expectedly, Ben and Emmy grudgingly agree to live together while attempting to win the unspoken war between them.
I like happy endings but just the endings. I don’t like the book to be a sappy piece of nothing. The thing about enemies-to-lovers kinda plot is that I get a lot more than romance. Seriously, I may be a romance junkie but I can’t handle everything cheesy. Here, the animosity between the lead characters wasn’t just floating on the surface, it was bursting to battle out in the open.
“I don’t want to be your buddy. I don’t want to be your friend. I don’t like you.”
“You don’t want to play this game with me. You’ll lose.”
“And while I’m laying it down, you’re not my type, so you can stop trying to get with me. Ain’t gonna happen.”
Emmy is the yin to Ben’s yang, so yes sir, the feeling is mutual.
“I never really considered myself an ultra-competitive person. I mean, I like to win as much as the next person, but my chest has never burned hot with the need to win. That was before Ben.”
“I give my imaginary shotgun a Sarah Connor one-handed pump and walk out the door, feeling like a total badass.”
All the awkwardness, random thoughts, ridiculously entertaining battles made this book frigging hilarious.
And then after a seemingly never-ending battle of wills comes the phase of sizzling sexual tension, flaming slow burn and unadulterated lust.
“Whatever he gives me, the soft, the hard, the pain, the beauty, the ugly, I want it all.”
I loved the fact that even though I knew they are going to get together in the end (blah! It’s a romance), the journey of getting there was more than entertaining. I liked that there wasn’t any unnecessary crisis. I cannot gush enough on how much I loved this book. There was never a dull moment. This one had me grinning like a lunatic the whole time. I was afraid my poor husband was going to twist his neck by the way he was constantly shaking his head at me.
If you’re looking for a book with laugh out loud moments, insane dialogues, solid storyline, a douchy but Adonis-like guy, a quirky but likable heroine and sassy romance, then this is the one for you.