Oh sweet Jebus, I LOVED this book!
Nemesis (n.)Lucy Hutton and Joshua Templeman hate each other. Not dislike. Not begrudgingly tolerate. Hate. And they have no problem displaying their feelings through a series of ritualistic passive aggressive maneuvers as they sit across from each other, executive assistants to co-CEOs of a publishing company. Lucy can’t understand Joshua’s joyless, uptight, meticulous approach to his job. Joshua is clearly baffled by Lucy’s overly bright clothes, quirkiness, and Pollyanna attitude.
1) An opponent or rival whom a person cannot best or overcome;
2) A person’s undoing;
3) Joshua Templeman.
Now up for the same promotion, their battle of wills has come to a head and Lucy refuses to back down when their latest game could cost her her dream job…But the tension between Lucy and Joshua has also reached its boiling point, and Lucy is discovering that maybe she doesn’t hate Joshua. And maybe, he doesn’t hate her either. Or maybe this is just another game.
I made a mistake when I first met Joshua: I smiled at him.
My best sunny smile with all my teeth, my eyes sparkling with stupid optimism that the business merger wasn't the worst thing to ever happen to me. His eyes scanned me from the top of my head to the soles of my shoes. I'm only five feet tall so it didn't take long. Then he looked away out the window.
I have never seen a writing style like Sally Thorne's. It was endearing, and funny, and her descriptions were quirky and beautiful. She's created the most interesting, loveable (even though sometimes Joshua is hateable) characters - I cried, and snort-laughed, and practically begged my Kindle to make sure they got their HEA.
His body is a temple. Mine will be a hut made of butter at this rate.
I was feenin' hard for a good enemies-to-lovers story, with good grovel, slow burn, and confrontation, and a whole lot of tension and heat and emotion, and this story totally hit the spot and then some. It was more than I ever would have expected based on the synopsis.
I nod, but I'm such a little liar.All I want to do is kiss you until I fall asleep. I want to slide in between your sheets, and find out what goes on inside your head, and underneath your clothes. I want to make a fool of myself over you.