~Book Review~ “The Hook-Up Experiment” by Emma Hart

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My Review:

Peyton Austin is  independent, sassy and full of snark.  Owner of the hook up site Pick-A-D*ck, she’s the queen of helping people hook up with no strings attachments.  Her brother owns the sister site, Stupid Cupid which is a dating site. He doesn’t believe you can hook up with someone three times and not fall in love.  I know you can, and I intend to prove him wrong.

Elliott Sloane doesn’t have time to date.  He’s a single father of a toddler and in the midst of a custody battle.  When his mother insists he date, he instead turns to the hook up site for a bit of fun.    What he didn’t expect was his high school crush who hates him to walk in and sit down at his table.

Peyton thinks having hate sex three times with my highschool ex who she’s hated for the past ten years after he humiliated her should be easy.  He’s hot as hell and she knows there is no way they will ever fall in love. Elliott decides he may as well enjoy his three hook-ups with Peyton because there’s no way she’ll ever forgive him and he doesn’t have the time to make her try.

Things don’t go according to plan, however, when the truth about what really happened in highschool is revealed and a spunky toddler wraps her way around Peyton’s heart.   Is winning the bet still the goal, or will winning really mean losing in this case. . . .

I absolutely adored this book.  Peyton is a take no prisoners kind of woman.  She tells it like it is and makes no excuses for her behaviors.  She is self assured and successful. She’s fine with not being tied down and children at this point in her life are really out of the question.  Elliott is a hard working single father whose life is run by the tiny three year old in his household. He doesn’t have time to deal with more. But from the moment Peyton walks back into his life, he knows he wants more with her in whatever form he can get it.

What starts as a fun enemies to lovers romance because so much more with the addition of Briony!  She is completely adorable and was the star of the book! I enjoyed how at first it really seemed that even though a decade had gone by, not much had changed between Peyton and Elliott, but the more they learned about one another, the faster the sparks started to fly.  This book grabbed my heart just about as fast as Briony grabbed Peyton’s and I really enjoyed every single page.

If you love an enemies to lovers romance filled with fun and snarky dialogue, smokin’ hot sex, crazy best friends and an adorable little princess, The Hook-Up Experiment is the perfect weekend read for you.  5 stars!

 

 

 

 

1.Hate-screw my high school nemesis.

2.Remember to hate him.

3.Prove my brother wrong.

It should be easy.

It isn’t.

 

As the owner of Pick-A-Dick, New Orleans’ premier hook-up website, my job is simple. Connect two people for a no-strings, no-expectations hook-up. The plus for my clients is that I’m the one who gets to sift through the dick pics-except this time, they’re required.

My problem? My brother, co-owner of Pick-A-Dick’s sister dating site, doesn’t believe it’s possible to hook up with someone three times and not fall in love.

I disagree. I know it’s possible.

And my disagreement is exactly how I end up reconnected with my high school nemesis, Elliott Sloane. The guy who asked me to junior prom and then stood me up. Who egged my car when I rejected him, and convinced my senior homecoming date to ghost me.

It should be easy to hate-screw him. If only he was still that person, instead of a hot-as-hell single dad, working as a builder to make ends’ meet, fighting for custody of his daughter.

Not to mention packing in the pants department…

 

Three hook-ups.

One outcome.

Right?

 

 

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“Is she okay with that juice?” Peyton watched her go.

I selected the Blu-ray from the cupboard and shot a smirk her way. “Sorry to break it to you, but you’re getting a juice box.”

“I can live with that.”

I turned away and hit the eject button on the player. “You didn’t have to say yes to her, you know.”

“Of course, I had to. Have you seen those eyes? How do you say no to her, ever?”

“I think of all the times she screams and swings her arms like a tiny terrorist, and it’s pretty easy.” I put the disk in and turned around.

Peyton had one eyebrow raised. “See, now, I’d think that’s reason to say no.”

“It depends on the day. Sometimes it results in her being put to bed to calm down, which means she ends up taking a rare afternoon nap, and I get some peace and quiet.”

“That’s a thing around her? She was talking to me for thirty minutes flat about what I did and didn’t like.”

“Only thirty minutes? Lucky you. She has about three hours of material of that.” I took a seat on the sofa, making sure to leave space between us for Bri. “Did she get started on hedgehogs yet?”

Peyton looked a little confused. “Hedgehogs?”

“YouTube is the devil.”

“That…was quite the jump in subject.”

I laughed as the main menu music hit on the TV. “I’m going to preface this by saying kids are weird.”

“Some get that from their parents.”

I blinked at her for a second. She wasn’t wrong if half these people who had a mini-career opening fucking toys on YouTube were parents.

“There are a bunch of stupid videos on YouTube, and apparently, watching people open toys is thrilling.”

Now, she looked really confused.

“And on one of those she watched, the person had a pet hedgehog who wasn’t having the nonsense of her opening a Hatchimal on camera, so it stole the egg.”

She blinked several times in quick succession. “I have no idea what you just said, and if I’m honest… Please don’t explain it.”

I laughed and hit play on the TV.

“Here’s your dooce-box,” Briony said, handing Peyton two. “And das mine. I can’t do the straws.”

“Oh. Right. Okay.” Peyton looked at the two juices that had been thrust at her.

Smiling, I took one from her. I pulled the straw off the back, out of the tiny plastic slip, and poked it through the foiled hole in the top. “There you go,” I said to Briony. “What do you want for dinner?”

She put the straw in her mouth and pursed her lips as she sucked the juice up. Peyton watched her, lips twitching, as she put her straw in place.

“Pizza!” Briony announced.

Oh no. I’d eaten too much pizza lately.

Was there such a thing as too much pizza?

Maybe if the toppings were changed up…

“Peydon, do you want pizza?” Bri asked, leaning right into her.

“I like pizza,” she replied, smiling sweetly down at her. “What’s your favorite?”

“I like spots and cheese.”

“Spots?”

I coughed on my water. “Pepperoni,” I explained. “They look like spots on the pizza.”

Peyton’s eyes met mine for a minute. Silent laughter shone back at me. That really was toddler logic at its finest.

“You know,” she said, looking down at Peyton. “Spots are my favorite, too!”

Once again, Briony gasped. “Reawy?”

“Really, really. I love spots.”

Oh, Jesus.

It might have been a mistake introducing these two. Not only was my daughter becoming increasingly obsessed with someone who seemed to be a brunette, adult version of her…

No, that was the problem. Peyton was the brunette, adult version of Briony, attitude and all-and if there was anything my daughter didn’t need, it was someone who could teach her a thing or ten about sarcasm.

“I’ll order pizza,” I said, going to stand.

“Oh, you got it last time. I’ll go call them.” Peyton put her juice on the side table and tried to move, but Briony stopped her.

“No. Mimi told me that only gentlemen buy dinner. Princesses sit and look priddy.”

Peyton looked down at her. “Sit and look pretty? I like to buy my own pizza sometimes, and that’s okay.”

Without missing a beat, Briony said, “Princesses sit and look priddy so the mens buying dinner don’t know dat we can kick dere butts.”

 

 

 

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.

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    1. It was totally adorable! I would suggest starting with The Upside to Being Single, even though it’s not necessary, just because the best friends are super funny and their snarky relationship is super fun to read!

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