Triple Review & Release Blitz ~ Dirty Talker by Piper Rayne
Dear Dirty Talker Dane -
There was a moment I wasn’t sure I couldn’t and wouldn’t be able to like you… much less LURVVVVVEEEE you. Thankfully, you had the foresight to plan way ahead to change my mind.
You made me laugh, so flipping hard!
From the walk of shame, to grand theft auto, and the cupcake that had a dishonorable discharge. I’m pretty sure I snorted like a piggy at the last one.
Then, there’s the ‘groin cleavage’! No doubt, I’ll never look at a hottie the same way again. And your heart. The one you hide from everyone. It really is phenomenal. It gives me the shivers.
I’m in so in love with you.
Your filthy mouth.
Your heart of gold.
Your cupcake love. (Because I love them too)
Your bar & GRILL is a place I’d love to go and hang out. To make my Cheers. It sounds like a place I could have fun and enjoy time with my girls and maybe even find a date. I hear Garrett is still single. Fancy hooking a girl up?
Thanks for your time, I just wanted you to know how much I love you!
Heather, White Hot Reads
Elizabeth 5 Orgasmic Stars Review
#DANE #DSpot #Eatme #MadBatter #OhtheGroinCleavage
Dane has totally stolen my Heart! Dirty talking, Big Heart, and has a devotion that knows no bounds. Dane is the perpetual single dad and player; but his big secret will make you fall so deep for Dane you might not be able to think clearly... at least for a few minutes.
Dane has chosen to remain single and to keep his son Toby as his number one priority. He keeps all his fun on the side and out of Toby's view.
Ava is the beautiful baker that stole Dane's Heart to the first cupcake. Dane didn't know it yet.
In this hate turns to friends turns to love story, you get it all. Sexy banter, Red Hot Chemistry, and Falling Hard Love.
FLOVED this book so much! Ohh and that twist... you will not see coming.
Lana's 5 Dirty Talking Stars Review
Oh Dane!!! You are one dirty talking, not what I was expected, groin cleavage hot single dad who gives it all you got. I admire your determination in getting what you want.
At first I wasn't so sure about Dane and all of his douchebag ways but as the book progressed you learn a secret that redeems him in a major way.
I love the banter between the Mad Batter(aka Ava) and Dane. Their chemistry is oven hot like the cupcake Ava bakes. The Single Dads Club books are a must read for summer.- Lana- White Hot Reads
What Others are Saying:
“SEXY, SWEET, & SCRUMPTIOUS!” – Dani from Dani’s Book Review Blog
“This book was hilarious and hot! Ava and Dane's story is everything I hoped it would be!” – Mary from Smut Your Mouth
“Dane has totally stolen my Heart!” – Elizabeth from White Hot Reads
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A thud echoes throughout the quiet space. “Fuck!” There’s some more grumbling I can’t make out and then, “Where the hell is it? Stupid, Ava, so stupid. Why did you ever think you could do this?”
I should let her know I’m here.
“Hello? Yes. This is Ava Pearson from Mad Batter.” Another pause. “My power just went out. Yeah. I don’t know where the fuse box is.” The flashlight moves and shines right past me.
You’re being a dick. Let her know you’re here and help her, my inner self keeps repeating.
I click the green button on my phone again.
“Ugh. Hold on a second.” The lighted phone pulls away from her face, she presses ignore. “Ugh, asshole.” Then places it back to her cheek. “Sorry, where would I find the fuse box?”
“My guess is back in the storage room,” I say.
She jumps so far back, she trips over something and falls, her phone sliding across the floor.
I bend down and pick it up.
“Ma’am? Ma’am?” Frank’s never sounded so scared.
“Hey, Frank. It’s Dane. No, I got it, no need for the fire department to come down. Yeah, I saw from across the street. We’ll call back if we need you guys. Yeah, see you on Trivia night.”
I click the red button and turn on the flashlight on her phone.
She’s getting to her feet, brushing off her ass after tripping on a bag of flour.
“Here.” I hold my hand out for her, but she refuses to take it.
“I’m fine. Knocking would be the polite thing to do.” She blocks the light from the flashlight with her arm and I lower it a little.
“Well, I’m an asshole so you shouldn’t expect much.” I shrug, taking her phone with me into the storage room.
“You don’t have to help me. I’m sure the fire department would be willing,” she rambles as she follows me.
“They should be available for actual fires.”
“I imagine fires are like crimes in this town—almost nonexistent.”
I turn around, flashing the light toward my face so she can see me. “You’d be wrong then. Forest fires.” I tap my head and all I hear is her huff.“You think you’re so smart.”
She’s embarrassed, I get it, so I don’t rub in the fact I am fucking smart.
“Would you rather me not know how to fix your breaker?”
She hems and haws for a second. “I don’t understand. I was in the middle of making a huge batch of frosting and then total darkness.”
“Was that your way of asking me for help?” I open the box, purposely not touching any of the breakers.
“I didn’t know I had to ask since you took it upon yourself to sneak into my shop, scare the crap out of me and then walk to the storage room.”
“And I haven’t even told you to keep your doors locked when you’re closed yet. But most people say please and thank you when they need a favor.” I give her a wide, condescending smile just to piss her off a little more.
“I’m not most people.”
I nod. “Agreed, but I have to believe that Vic taught you manners.”
“Seriously, you have my hands tied and you’re going to play this game?”
I step closer to her, the firmness of her breasts now pushing against my chest. Damn, she feels good and I don’t even have a hand on her.
“I can tie you up and play games if you like.” I raise a brow.
“Ugh. No. I’m not interested in your games.”
She says no with those plump lips of hers, but it doesn’t escape me that she’s still pressed up against me.
“I thought we played pretty nice together. No?”
All I’m able to hear in the darkness is her unsteady breathing—in and out as though it’s a struggle.
“I really need to finish this cake so that I can maybe get three hours sleep tonight.” Her voice is so low and tense. She’s stressed and I’m only adding to that state.
“Say please and it’s yours.”
“Please, Dane.” She even includes my name and by some small miracle, she didn’t even use a sarcastic tone.
I click the button and the lights flicker on. Her eyes widen and a genuine smile tugs at her mouth like I just pulled her up on my horse and rode us away from the monsters.
That smile could be addicting.
If you were a different type of guy.
Piper Rayne, or Piper and Rayne, whichever you prefer because we’re not one author, we’re two. Yep, you get two established authors for the price of one. You might be wondering if you know us? Maybe you’ll read our books and figure it out. Maybe you won’t. Does it really matter?
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