• Mr. McHottie by Pippa Grant
Mister McHottie
Pippa Grant
Romantic Comedy
October 30, 2017

The best enemies make the best lovers...

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.

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.

Look me in the eye while I go spelunking…


Glitter Bombs? Check. Canned Bologna? Check. Two outrageously large musclebound hockey players? Check. Elevator Sex, hurled insults, bok choy campaigns, Bratwurst wagons and so much more. This book is amazing in all the best ways.

How long can you hold a grudge against someone who screwed up your college plans, your reputation and your future in one misguided teen moment? The answer is a Really. Long. Time.

Ambrosia Berger is the social media manager at organic grocery store chain, Crunchy. That is, until, billionaire, former cherry-popper, and long time nemesis Chase Jett takes it over. Sia to her friends (except Chase, who annoyingly still calls her Bro) refuses to kowtow to Chase, even if he is 6 feet something of delicious, lickable man. They have a past and they hate each other (well, mostly) and they’re determined to display that dislike every chance they get (well, except for those times when they’re screwing- in elevators, on KissCams, and in other inappropriate and usually incredibly public, places). With some interference from Sia’s two NHL playing, hunk brothers (formerly Chase’s best friends), her Boy-Band groupmates, two meddling mothers, and a large majority of the public eye, somehow Chase and Sia come to realize that what they really hate, is hating each other.

This debut book from author Pippa Grant is jam-packed with funny one-liners, hilarious digs, wit, sarcasm, lots of hot sexy times and an ending as sweet as the dairy-free, vegan cocoa nib hot chocolate from Crunchy’s snack bar.