My name is Carly Porter... And I’m really good at bad decisions.
How do I know this, exactly? Well, not including the time I accidentally bleached my eyebrows or sprained my ankle changing a lightbulb...I had sex with my best friend’s brother.Zeke Elliott has been a thorn in my side for eleven years. A very sexy, very tempting, very freaking annoying one. With big…hands.And now my clitoris has a crush on the guy.Seriously. I can’t look at him without my vagina performing accidental kegels. Which would be fine, but he’s Cain’s brother. I hate him. He’s off limits, right?Right.
Catching Carly by Emma Hart is a lot of funny and a lot of romance rolled into one. It will just leave you with a happy sigh by the end of the last words. Emma Hart pours her soul into each book she writes and with Catching Carly, I felt like we were getting a normal yet somehow crazy world yet again. She never seizes to amaze me with her brilliant and thought-out books. Her amazing books are what make me a Emma Hart Addict. I am addicted and always waiting for more words from her. She writes the perfect mix of romance, hot men, comedy, and sassy women.
This book can be read as a standalone but Being Brooke is pretty amazing too. That is how I fell in love with Ezekiel Elliott. I got a glimpse of him in book 1 and I was all out obsessed with the man. It wasn’t just the name, but it was his charm and his arrogance that drew me to him. I don’t know what it was about him but I was completely enthralled by Zeke. He had my heart from the very beginning. It is just his character and his charm and his nicknames to Carly that got me. I’m 100 percent attracted to Ezekiel Elliott and I want to steal him from Carly. #noshame
Carly is not as awkward as Brooke but she has her moments. She is sassy and knows how to throw down with Zeke. Dare I say I love her more than Brooke?! Gasp. I know. Brooke is amazing but there was just something about Carly that drew me in. She was so relatable and normal! It was so much fun to read. Her internal struggle with herself was amazing.
Catching Carly is one of the most normal books Emma Hart has written but even then it has it’s spunk. I mean how can we forget that Grandma and Grandpa. They were a hoot! Emma Hart will swoon you with her brilliance and Ezekiel Elliott will deliver the final blow to your heart. Catching Carly is not a book to be missed! Read it and fall in love with it as much as I have.
Ever since I read Being Brooke I was waiting for Carly and Zeke's story, I knew it was going to be good. This did not disappoint and I loved every second of it. I think I loved it more than Being Brooke. There is just something about Zeke and Carly, the chemistry they have and the connection they have. Emma did an amazing job on their story and I can't wait for more from Emma and the characters in this series.
Zeke does not trust females. Two weeks before his wedding he founds his fiancée with cheating on him. This has shaped how he is handing his relationships with females until Carly. Carly is a game changer for him, but can he let her in? She's his little brother's best friend, she's younger than he is, but their connection and his attraction to her is something he can't pass up. Winning her over isn't going to be busy, he just has to decide if he can let her in.
Carly is in lust with her best friend's older brother. This is something she can't do, it's Zeke. With her two best friend's in love with each other, Carly has felt her life change. She doesn't see Brooke has often anymore and she is now deciding if she is ready to try online dating. Things start to get interesting when her Grandma gives her an ultimatum to bring a date to her birthday party or she'll find someone for her. Zeke is available, so she brings him alone for a "date". I think this is when I started to fall in love with Carly even more. I found her changing at this point in the story and I loved it.
Zeke and Carly are two of my favorite Emma characters. There was just something about their relationship that I loved. Zeke is right up there with Drake from Emma's Hollywood Files and it made the story even better. His "woo-ing" of Carly was what she needed and I couldn't have asked for a better story.
Like previous Emma stories, you fall in love with the secondary characters. Emma has this ability to write the best grandparent characters. Between Brooke's grandpa and Carly's grandma you will crack up and flat out love the story even more.
I can't wait for people to read Carly and Zeke's story. It's perfect for them.
I close my eyes and slip one leg out of the window. Everybody can see my panties. Not that anyone is here, but I just know everybody can. This is horrible. And it hurts. I’m never dating again. I’m going to buy fifty cats. They’ll never make me climb out of a bathroom window. “You’re looking at my underwear, aren’t you?” I ask, unfortunately pausing with my legs wide open. “No.” “Liar.” “It’s nice underwear.” “Oh god.” I swing my other leg down a little too quick. My dress rides up. Right over my ass. And my feet can’t reach the crates. Zeke chuckles. “Help me, you pig!” More laughter. “I’m gonna be stuck here forever. Oh my god.” The bathroom door opens. Can this get any worse? A fifty-something woman I don’t recognize freezes in the middle of the restroom. I smile sweetly. She eyes me suspiciously before shuffling into a cubicle. “Get me down!” I hiss, kicking my legs. “Now, Ezekiel!” Something scrapes and knocks together. “Still so hot when you call me that. Especially when your ass is out.” Thud. “All right, sweetcheeks. I’ve got you.” “Sweetcheeks? What is wrong with you?” “Look, you can hang there all night bitchin’ at me if you want, but it’s not my bare ass in the middle of the alley. As much as I’m enjoying the view.” “Oh my god,” I groan. “You swear you’ll catch me?” “I swear.” His fingertips brush against my bare legs. My shudder is disguised by the trembling of my arms as I lower myself down. Zeke’s fingers trail up the outsides of my thighs until he grasps my waist. “Let go.” I freeze, tensing up. “Carly, let go. I have hold of you. I won’t drop you.” Still tensed, I let go of the window ledge. My life flashes before my eyes. Seriously. I see everything from my first memory to the moment I let go of the ledge and I squeal because I’m going to die and I know that he’s going to drop me and— Zeke’s strong grip solidifies when he wraps his arm around my waist and holds me against him. “There,” he says calmly into my ear. “You dropped about six inches. You’re hardly cliff-diving.” I open my eyes and look down at where his arm is pressed across my stomach. His grip is tight, and the popping veins on his forearm trace tantalizing lines across his skin. And my dress is still around my hips. I reach down and tug the material over my upper thighs. “Thank you.” “You’re welcome.” He releases me, and when he jumps down from the crates, I see a flash of his cocky grin. “Nice thong.” That explains the grin. I clear my throat. “Thank you. It took me an hour to pick.” “From your drawer?” “No. From Victoria Secret. Have you seen how many panties are on that website?” Zeke holds his hands out for me to take. “Oh, yeah. I’m wearing a pair right now.” My lips curve slowly as I step down onto the ground. “Interesting. What type? Brief? Thong? Boy short? V-string?” He blinks at me when I put my shoes on. “Why do you need so many different types? It’d be much easier if you just wore none at all.”
About Emma Hart
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies—usually wine—and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy—unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.