This book brought me to chocked-up, snotty laughter. I can't help giggling just remembering. Emma is a strong female lead--determined to make her own way. She's had to for a while now. Her parents divorced when she was young and each started a new family, leaving Emma...on the outskirts, if you will. She's working her way through law school and delights in her personal eye candy--Alaric Canon. His brutal temperament is nothing less than fierce and try as she might, she can't get his gaze to land on her. Not ever. 
 So, she decides to change things up. Enter the 'classy lady' role she has seen Canon's dates wear. Forgo her bright plumage and beige-down. 
 I'm a big blender full of subdued. So beige Helen Hunt would 
 be envious. Total corporate drone, all business. 
 Plan forecast: Nothing but black, navy, and beige, with 
 scattered gray and a slim chance of red. 
 Her first attempt to begin an early morning exercise regimen is divine: 
 My feet hit the cold hardwood floor and I fight the urge 
 to creep back under my duvet. Sleep is my friend. 
 Not as faithful a friend as cellulite. It is so loyal. 
 Always there. 
 OMG. I nearly wet myself. Emma's acerbic wit and Spartan diction had me in absolute fits. Especially when she learns her boss is installing her as Canon's newest Personal Assistant. 
 I see the look she has leveled at me. She's terrified. 
 Rebecca. 
 Terrified. 
 I may soil myself. 
 No, Emma's not 'a blip' anymore; she's front-and-center on the radar screen, and Canon is certainly a trial. He barely even speaks to her--leaving her notes everywhere telling her what to do and how he wants it done. Having observed his antics for the past year, however, Emma does more than hold her own--she shines. So much so that she's indispensable on the acquisition trip Canon must take to plan the merger of their struggling company with another. 
 The trip is uproarious, with Emma stashing grounds of Canon's favorite coffee in her luggage so she can ensure a perfect brew in the morning, and cobbling together the wardrobe of a professional business woman gleaned from all her friends' closets. Suffering the simpering adoration of Canon's admirer at the other company unhinges Emma in a way she has never been before. Taking matters--and bits of Canon's anatomy--into her own hands solidifies Emma's place in Canon's mind. The woman is practically a closet dominatrix... 
 It's an interesting love story, one where the reader knows Canon's totally into Emma, but Emma can't bring herself to believe it, which I enjoy. The trip drags on, and between them Emma is the brute--shoving Canon away, sure she's going to get hurt. Falling for Canon wasn't in the plan. 
 But getting rid of a man like Alaric Canon proves to be twice as difficult as gaining his attention in the first place. 
 I just loved this book. Emma's so dead-pan in her cutting humor I was shocked into laughter nearly as often as I was tickled into it. The smexytimes are well-written--descriptive without being pages long and sloppy with it. The two characters are brash, and I delighted in seeing the demanding Canon tamed in the bedroom. So very fun, indeed.