Mister McHottie by Pippa Grant
This review is from 2018 and is kept here for reference. Check the link for updates.
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- Stars
- ★★★★½
- Heat
- Molten
- Genre
- ContemporaryHumor
- Series
- Part of a Series
Recommendation
For a brand new author, Pippa has a new fan for life. I laughed so much while reading this book. Ambrosia and Chase’s antics were hilarious, as well as all the secondary characters. One word: glitterbomb! Her brothers will have you choking on your laughter and I cannot wait to read their stories. There is insta-lust and hate-fucking, all over the office, an MLB game suite, a library, even a stockroom at a bar. Pippa gives us a great backstory for both characters, and you can see why they start with the angry sex before realizing they want each other. Well, I should say, Chase decides he’s always loved her and needs to woo (which is hilarious) Ambrosia to see his side of things. I wish it had been longer!
Publisher synopsis
The best enemies make the best lovers…
Chase
I’ve just bought the woman of my nightmares.
Technically, I bought the organic grocery store she works for. Point is, she cost me my two best friends ten years ago. It's payback time, and I'm going to make her life hell.
When I'm not banging her silly and myself stupid.
I need to get my head back in business, because getting off is great, but He was a man who got jiggy, all hours of the day, in the worst locations, with the woman of his nightmares isn't the inscription I want on my tombstone.
Even if it's true.
Ambrosia
There are three things I hate:
Bratwurst in any form, my neighbors boinking like farm animals at 3 AM, and Chase Jett.
Mostly I hate Chase Jett. It's been ten years since he took my virginity—I'd make a bratwurst joke, but the unfortunate truth is that it would have to be a bratbest joke, and
yes, it kills me to admit that—and now he's not only a billionaire, he's also my new boss.
Turns out our hate is mutual. And this kind of hate is horrifically twisted, filthy, and banging hot.
I just might have to hate him forever.
Mister McHottie is 45,000 gloriously hilarious, hot, sexy words that your mother warned you about, complete with an organic happy-ever-after (or seven), a Bratwurst Wagon, ill-advised office pranks, and no cheating or cliffhangers.
Review published January 8, 2018