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on December 12, 2017
Format: kindle e-book
Genres: Contemporary, Romantic Comedy
Source: InkSlinger PR
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Two mechanics. One rivalry.
She’ll prove she’s as good as she says she is.
He’ll prove her place isn’t under the hood.
It’s over it.
“Don’t let the bastards get you down.”
For twenty-six years, I lived by my daddy’s motto. Which is why “Mechanic Wanted” is all it takes for me to apply for the job at the garage we once owned.
And I meet the biggest bastard of them all.
Dexter Ryne. Hotter than Hell in July and a firm believer that my place is on reception, taking phone calls and looking pretty. Not getting dirty under the hood of a car.
Determined to prove each other wrong, we make a deal.
I have three weeks to prove my worth as a mechanic. If I don’t, I’m on telephone duty.
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…
I shouldn’t have to prove myself. I have the experience. I have the qualifications. Why isn’t that good enough just because I wear a bra and turn into a demi-demon once a month? by Jamie
Jamie grew up in her father’s garage learning everything about cars. Now that her father sold his business, no one else will hire her as a mechanic. When an ad for mechanic comes up on her family’s old place, she decides to challenge fate once again and apply for the job.
Dexter Ryne is hot as hell. Dex is also a chauvinistic pig that believe a garage is no place for a woman but at the receptionist desk. Could she prove him wrong? Will she be able to work with him without murdering him first? What happens when dynamite meets fire?
We set each other off. Alone, he was gasoline and I was a lit match. Together, we were a raging inferno? by Jamie
- Character: hero 4/5, heroine 4/5, secondary characters 5/5, growth 4/5, real 4/5 Both Dex and Jamie are great characters even though they bickered so much that they annoyed me a few times. They are both headstrong, loyal and hardworking. I love both their families a lot. So many great characters have added to the overall greatness of the book. Both characters showed great development throughout the story. They feel real and relatable.
- Cover: art 5/5, title 5/5, subtitle 5/5, color-font 5/5, buy 5/5 This is the perfect cover/title duo. I would buy this book without looking at the blurb. The title is catchy and the cover font and colors are warm. After reading the story I can totally see Jamie at the cover. Special!!!
- Freshness: This book is unique! Whatever is out there, there are not many stories talking about a women trying to fit in as a mechanic. I liked it!
- Plot: believable 4/5, conflict 5/5, dialogue 3/5, ending 5/5, enjoyment 4/5, opening 5/5, pace 4/5, setting 5/5, subplots 3/5, twists 2/5 Ms. Hart has created a good plot and has given me some food for thoughts. She brings this not very explored world in a fun, fast read. This story feels real and Jamie struggles believable.
- Romance: believable 5/5, chemistry 5/5, description 5/5, development 5/5, steam 5/5 BOOM! Jamie and Dex’s relationship is explosive. There are sparks flying from the first moment they meet. Their chemistry is undeniable and there are some great smut here. The romance is not sweet, but is intense and unavoidable.
- Addictiveness: They bickered so much that I got annoyed with them sometimes.
- Writing Style: I love the enemies to friends/lovers plot. But I still believe this could have been toned down some and would still be believable that they were headstrong and not ready to surrender.
Ms. Hart found a fresh topic to talk about. After reading this book and being part of Jamie’s struggle to work in such a male world I started to think and I couldn’t remember one female mechanic in any of the shops that I usually visit. I know is not because there aren’t girls out there that enjoy motors and machines, but probably because it must be really tough to be accepted in such world. Ms. Hart brings this important topic in the best way possible, making us readers laugh out loud with Jamie. Jamie is such a great heroine that kicks door opens, instead of pushing them.
I love the small town and both the Bell’s and the Ryne’s.
- Action 0/5
- Angst 2/5
- Darkness 0/5
- Humor 5/5
- Romance 5/5
- Suspense/Mystery 0/5
- Would I recommend? I would recommend this book for everyone that enjoy romantic fun with steam.
- Would I re-read this book? Sure!
- Would I re-read this series? I’m not certain this will be a series, but I would love to read more from this great small town.
- Would I read more from the author? Yes! I will be on the lookout for her.
You MAY read this because you enjoy romance; you SHOULD read this because you like a fun read; you MUST read this because you want some HEAT in your romance!!!
“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?”