If I do, he’ll accept defeat and make my job permanent.
Now, all I have to do is fight my attraction to the cocky little… beep.
Problem is, an engine isn’t the only thing he knows how to make purr…
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Read my Book Review
Release Date: December 12, 2017
Genre: Enemies to Lovers Romance
Emma Hart always writes enjoyable romances. She brings readers realistic and likable characters, an entertaining plot, and books that are easy to read in one sitting. Miss Mechanic is all of this and more. It's fun, sassy, angsty, and satisfying. It's the perfect enemies to lovers romance that will make you laugh out loud at the ridiculousness of it all and even touches upon serious issues like women in the workplace. I really loved this one and I think many readers will agree and gobble it up.
Jamie is tired of getting looked over for jobs because she is a woman. All she wants to do is fix cars- her one true love in life- and live a normal existence. But one too many men have turned her down for the job as a mechanic, so she makes it her mission to get back in the garage that her family formally owned. How does she do this? She persuades the new owner Dex with her bubbly (sarcastic) personality (attitude) and makes it so that he can't say no...
Dex isn't sure what to think of the feisty chick with her luscious red lips and cute little shorts. She says she a qualified mechanic, but how can someone who looks that good be telling the truth? Only one way to find out... (forcefully) Give her a 90 day "temporary position" to see whether she's all talk or all work. Too bad he is super attracted to her as well. But her damn attitude is going to drive him insane...
And thus we embark on the comedic trip with Jamie and Dex as they try to come to terms with their feelings (even though they DESPISE one another) and whether she is perfect for the job or not...
Readers, you will LAUGH. You will enjoy the hell out of this one! And you will LOVE the crazy banter and fights that happen between these two. There was nothing that I didn't like about this crazy story and I think everyone will agree. Emma Hart did it again and brought us an amazing and fun filled romance that leaves readers SWOONING and LAUGHING all the way through. Grab your copy. You won't regret it!
Read an Excerpt
“Can I help you?” I asked.
He blinked and met my eyes.
“What the hell are you doing over there?” I pushed to stand up straight.
“Right now?” He capped his water bottle. “Well, honestly… I’m just thinking you’d look better over the hood of that car than under it.”
I unhooked the hood and slammed it down, spinning on the balls of my feet.
Our eyes met properly. I didn’t like what I saw in his—desire, attraction, need. Which was obviously why a shiver ran down my spine.
I cocked a hip, putting my hand on it. “The only time you will ever get me over a hood of a car is if a wiper blade needs changing. So, unless you’re a wiper blade...”
Dex pulled his phone from his pocket and started tapping the screen.
I blinked. “What are you doing?”
He peered up at me through his unfairly thick eyelashes. “Seeing if I can get a wiper blade costume for Halloween.”
“I don’t even know how to respond to that.”
“You can buy wiper blade glasses.”
He raised his eyebrows. “And a lady here on eBay will hand-make any costume. There’s my Halloween sorted.”
I stared at him. “You’re not getting me over anything, Dex. Definitely not a car hood. No matter what you think.”
He clutched his chest dramatically. “You wound me.”
“Unfortunately not fatally,” I muttered.
“You also underestimate me.”
“There’s a lot of that going around in this garage.” I put the bottle of coolant away.
“Can I ask you something?”
I sighed and turned to face him again. “What?”
Earnestly, he asked, “Can you stop wearing those tiny shorts? Or yoga pants that make me want to touch your ass every five minutes?”
I looked down at the ripped shorts of my dungarees. “Can you keep your thoughts to yourself? Control yourself, maybe? Not look at me and see someone worth screwing?”
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