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A review by kara_hildebrand
Catastrophe Queen by Emma Hart
5.0
Catastrophe Queen is Emma Hart's new laugh out loud, hot mess, surprisingly sweet romantic comedy. Emma always delivers the laughs, the lust, the fun, and the sexiness. Her writing is fantastic, her characters fun, flirty and hilarious. Mallory is a hot mess. A walking catastrophe. But she's sexy, pretty, funny and just trying to get a job so she can move back out of her parents' house. After an unfortunate incident with a car, a hot guy and a tragically lost cup of coffee, she get a job. But the hot guy? He's her new boss. They are as different as two people can be, but they instantly click. Yes, they are mutually attracted to each other, but there's more to it. They are comfortable, flirty and just genuinely like each other. Mallory isn't like any woman Cameron has ever met. She's smart, is really good at her job, but she's flighty, trips over her own feet and is constantly spilling things. She's just what he needs in his life. A ray of sunshine who amuses him and doesn't take herself too seriously. She's adorable and crazy and perfect for him. But, they can't date. They are boss and assistant. Right? Well, after just one little taste of her, he wants more. Who cares if she works for him. He's not letting her get away. It doesn't take too much to convince Mallory. Cameron is a great guy. He's nice, sweet, sexy, funny and kisses like a dream. She doesn’t care about his money or trying to impress him. They just fit together! I loved this story! Cameron is rich and handsome and wears suits, but he's not buttoned up. He's open, flirty, fun and has a great laugh. If anyone can make an office romance work, it's these two! Overall, I loved it. Laughed so much, smiled the rest of the time and never once wanted to smack anyone! That's a win win!
In fact, wine was about the only liquid I'd never spilled. Alcohol in general, actually. Coffee? Sure. Water? Always. Juice? Quite regularly. Alcohol? The nectar of the Gods? Hell to the no.
"I'm attracted to you. I think you're adorable and beautiful and funny, and if you'd like to resign so I can woo you without being your boss, I can't say I'd be sad to see you go."
"Have you seen that man's buns? Phwoar. That's a damn good choice righ there. Also, she's wearing yoga pants. That relationship isn't making it past a hot dog."
"Stop it. I'll bring you food. Clearly, that's the way to your heart."
"Uh-huh. Food and orgasms."
"Luckily for you, I'm good at giving both."
In fact, wine was about the only liquid I'd never spilled. Alcohol in general, actually. Coffee? Sure. Water? Always. Juice? Quite regularly. Alcohol? The nectar of the Gods? Hell to the no.
"I'm attracted to you. I think you're adorable and beautiful and funny, and if you'd like to resign so I can woo you without being your boss, I can't say I'd be sad to see you go."
"Have you seen that man's buns? Phwoar. That's a damn good choice righ there. Also, she's wearing yoga pants. That relationship isn't making it past a hot dog."
"Stop it. I'll bring you food. Clearly, that's the way to your heart."
"Uh-huh. Food and orgasms."
"Luckily for you, I'm good at giving both."