I shouldn’t be falling in love with tiny toes and dimpled cheeks.Īnd I most definitely should not be kissing my client. I shouldn’t be helping him out with the twins. In theory, I’m spending eight hours a day with a guarded, sexy as hell guy, and I’m staying for dinner more often than I’m eating it alone, on my couch, with Friends re-runs. His son is confused why ‘the pretty lady has a drill,’ and his daughter has a new obsession-me. I’ve proven over and over that I’m ready for anything the judgmental asses throw at me.Įxcept the hot, single dad of twins who just moved to town.īrantley Cooper gets the shock of his life when I show up on his doorstep to fix up his kids’ new rooms. The questions, the stares-the assumption I’m the proud owner of a cock and balls. I learned the hard way that being a handywoman isn’t easy.

DNF.Miss Fix-It by Emma Hart – Free eBooks DownloadĪnd the wall isn’t the only thing being drilled… There are better books on my e-reader to read. I decided, ultimately, it wasn’t worth it. However, I needed to rethink it upon reading her after-sex soliloquy. She was independent, does a typical man’s job, kicks ass at it, and hates kids. I thought I could relate to her somewhat, at first. The heroine was another one of those immature ones who couldn’t make up her own mind: she doesn’t like him, oh but he’s “Hot Dad ” she relies Heavily (yes, Heavily with a capital “H”) on her best friend to tell her what to do in relation to Hot Dad she wants him she turns him away she succumbs to his seduction she turns down dinner invitations she eats dinner with him anyway omg, she just fell on top of his dick… I mean, it just goes on and on and on.

They really needed to teach that in sex ed.”

This is, then, what her immediate inner monologue/reaction is: “God, sex was gross. They had sex without a condom (fear not, she had an anti-pregnancy implant), so she leans away from the wall where they had just got it on, and she felt his semen leaking out of her. Then, I came to the part where she reluctantly, albeit excitedly, fell into bed with him. But, gullible reader that I am, one who regularly falls in love with the single-dad-falls-in-love trope, I bought it, read it, and desperately tried to finish it. With the cover of the book looking like a porn-star posed for it (i.e., really, a female builder has to have those fake boobs, highlighted by a tied-under-said-fake-boobs plaid shirt?), I was already in doubt whether or not I wanted to buy “Miss Fix-It” by Emma Hart.

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