RELEASE BLITZ
Title: Dirty Exes
Series: Liars, Inc #1
Author: Rachel Van Dyken
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: June 5, 2018
BLURB
They’re serving up some
red-hot revenge. A sizzling series from #1 New York Times bestselling
author Rachel van Dyken.
Blaire has never quite gotten over Jessie Beckett, the ex–NFL star whose
kisses were hot enough to ignite the entire Eastern Seaboard. When he chose
work over her, Blaire was left brokenhearted. Why else would she have married a
skeezy two-timer, just to divorce him less than a year later?
Now Blaire is getting even by becoming one half of Dirty Exes, a PI firm
fully committed to humiliating cheating jerks. If only the new jerk she’s been
hired to uncover wasn’t Jessie Beckett himself.
Exposing Jessie isn’t going to be easy, especially when she still
daydreams about his sexy smile. Further complicating matters is Colin, Jessie’s
best friend. He’s gorgeous, a little bit cunning, and willing to help Blaire
get the inside scoop on Jessie—for a price.
Now caught between two men—one totally right and the
other totally wrong—Blaire will need to decide just how much she’s
willing to risk…and whom she’s willing to risk it for.
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EXCERPT
“What’s
with you and nakedness?”
“It’s
how we’re born.” I smirked. “Easy.”
“I
was also born with crooked teeth and no hair, so I should revert back to that?”
“Actually,”
I licked my lips, “You were born without teeth, unless God made you extra
special…” I pushed away from the counter. “Did he?”
She
plastered her ass against the door and looked up at me. “Did he what?”
“Make
you extra special?”
“Why
are we in the bathroom?”
“It
think it was a power move on your part, lock me in here, tell me how things are
going to be, maybe add in a spanking and teach me my lesson—“
“—why
do I even talk to you?” Blaire wondered out loud.
“Because
I’m not boring. Like some football players…”
“You
never played football.”
“Guilty.
I was more of a rugby sort of guy, what prick wears padding?”
She
eyed me skeptically, “No offense but don’t Rugby players have a bit more…” She
gulped and looked down past my waist, “Okay this is coming out wrong but…
thicker—“
The
more she talked the redder she got like she couldn’t bring her eyes up any
higher without doing permanent damage to her retinas.
I
grinned so hard my face hurt. “Thicker?”
“Um,”
She pressed a hand to her forehead. “Legs, damn it, legs!”
“Totally
thought you were going somewhere else with that, spy girl.”
She
made a face and crossed her arms. “Stop calling me that, it makes me feel
young, stupid, and inexperienced.”
“Like
a virgin?” I said helpfully. “Touched for the very first time?” She muttered
out a dear God what did I do in a past life to deserve him.
I
took it as a compliment and pressed my hands against the door on either side of
her head. “I think you’re asking yourself the wrong question.”
She
frowned, “I didn’t say anything.”
“No,
but you’re thinking it.” I whispered. “You’re wondering what the hell you’re
doing in here instead of out there.”
She
swallowed and looked away.
I
tilted her face back towards mine, my finger and thumb cradling her chin. “The
past always looks better through I got fucked over glasses.” I got a bit
closer, so close I could taste the mint from her gum. “You think you still want
him. You’re wrong.”
She
inhaled sharply. “You don’t know me.”
“I
know you blush from here,” I tapped her chin then ran my hand down the slim
column of her neck until it pressed against her chest. “To here, when you get
embarrassed,” I leaned in and whispered in her ear. “Or turned on.”
She
blushed immediately.
I
kissed her neck and said. “Told you so.”
She
shoved me away so fast I almost got whiplash. “This,” She took another deep
breath. “This is business.”
“This?”
I pointed between her and me. “Is more than business, but whatever helps you
sleep at night spy girl… just be sure to let me know when you want it to get
more personal because I’d love to see every inch of blush infused skin, and I’d
love to eat my way—“
“—No.”
Shed jammed her finger at me. “When I called you, you literally had to kick a woman
out of bed.”
“Two,
actually.” I shrugged, “Not that it matters.”
“See!”
“So?
I like women.”
“I’m
not them.”
“No,”
I said seriously. “You’re not. If you were, this would already be finished.”
“There
is no… this, or us, beyond you helping me get info on Jessie and Vanessa.”
“Sure.”
I nodded. “Fine.”
“Why
don’t I believe you?”
“Because
I just lied.” I admitted with a grin, “But at least you know where I stand.”
“Oh
yeah? Where’s that?”
“In
front of you.” I smirked. “Obviously.” I walked towards her again and reached
for the door knob, “Look I’m just a guy standing in front of a girl asking her
to—“
“—finish
that sentence and I’m going to show you my kung fu skills.”
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