Brent Payton has a reputation for wanting to have fun, all the time. It’s well-earned after years of ribbing his brothers and flirting with every girl he meets, but he’s more than just a good time, even though nobody takes the time to see it. When a new girl walks into his family’s garage with big thoughtful eyes and legs for days, this mechanic wants something serious for the first time.
Ivy Dawn is done with men, all of them. She and her sister uprooted their lives for them too many times and she’s not willing to do it again. Avoiding the opposite sex at all costs seems easy enough, until the sexy mechanic with the dirty mouth bursts into her life.
Brent can’t resist the one woman who sees past his devil-may-care facade and Ivy finds it harder and harder to deny how happy he makes her. But Ivy has secrets she hasn’t shared and when the truth comes out, she must decide if she’s willing to take one more chance on love or let him go forever.
Dirty Talk, I am ashamed to say was my first Megan Erickson read. What is wrong with me?! Where have I been? I need to rectify this ASAP! Megan’s characters are absolutely amazing. Every single one of them. The main focus couple down to the secondary players. I fell in love with them all.
Where do I begin with Brent? Yeah, he gives off this don’t-take-me-serious-I’m-a-manwhore vibe, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. There is so much more to him that sadly his family and friends don’t see, but Ivy does. She sees beyond his mask to the man he wants to be. The man he keeps hidden from all others. Behind the façade, he’s smart, heroic, and extremely passionate. All things that can be very dangerous to her heart.
“But the ball’s in your court. You want to kiss me again, or…more…” He shrugged. “You know where to find me.”
Ivy has made a pact to swear off men. Being burned too many times will do that to a girl. But she isn’t prepared for Brent and his charm, nor is she equipped to handle her daughter’s reaction to him. Her sweet, little girl takes to him when usually men leave her trembling in fear. As much as she wants to give in, she made a promise to her sister, the one person she’s been able to count on for so many years. She can’t just turn her back on her. Their small family has been through too much.
“But I can’t be sorry that you’re falling for me. I just can’t. Because I already fell.”
Brent proves to her again and again that he’s serious and wants more. He fights for her. Stands up to her walls and rips through them layer by layer. But is he fighting a losing battle?
“Tell me how serious that felt,” he whispered.
Dirty Talk was such a great read. Love, action, heartwarming, and a little suspense. It’s the complete package. Do something good for yourself today and read this book!
A throat cleared. And Brent looked over to see a woman standing beside them, one hand on her hip, the other dangling at her side, holding a paper bag. Her dark eyebrows were raised, full red lips pursed.
And Brent blinked, hoping this wasn’t a mirage.
Tory, Maryland, wasn’t big, and he’d made it his mission to know every available female in the town limits and about a ten-mile radius outside of that.
This woman? He’d never seen her. He’d surely remember if he had.
Gorgeous. Long hair so dark brown it was almost black. Perfect face. It was September and still warm, so she wore a tight striped sundress that ended mid-thigh. She was tiny, probably over a foot smaller than he was. Fuck, the things that little body made him dream about. He wondered if she did yoga. Tiny and limber was his kryptonite.
Narrow waist, round hips, big tits.
He smiled. Sure, she was probably a customer, but this wouldn’t be the first time he’d managed to use the garage to his advantage. Usually, he just had to toss around a tire or two, rev an engine, whatever, and they were more than eager to hand over a phone number and address. No one thought he was a consummate professional anyway, so why bother trying to be one?
He leaned his ass against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest. “Can I help you?”
She blinked, long lashes fluttering over her big blue eyes. “Can you help me?”
“Yeah, we’re full service here.” He resisted winking. That was kinda sleazy.
Her eyes widened for a fraction of a second before they shifted to Alex at his side and then back to him. Her eyes darkened for a minute, her tongue peeked out between those red lips, and then she straightened. “No, you can’t help me.”
He leaned forward. “Really? You sure?”
“Like, how positive?
“I’m one hundred percent positive that I do not need help from you, Brent Payton.”
That made him pause. She knew his name. He knew he’d never met her, so that could only mean she’d heard about him somehow, and by the look on her face, it was nothing good.
About MEGAN ERICKSON
Megan Erickson grew up in a family that averages 5’5” on a good day and started writing to create characters who could reach the top kitchen shelf.
She’s got a couple of tattoos, has a thing for gladiators and has been called a crazy cat lady. After working as a journalist for years, she decided she liked creating her own endings better and switched back to fiction.
She lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, two kids and two cats. And no, she still can’t reach the stupid top shelf.
Praise for MEGAN ERICKSON
“A super sweet, extra sexy second chance romance that will have you laughing out loud and needing a minute to cool off. Dirty Thoughts is right!”
— Jay Crownover, New York Times bestselling author
“Megan Erickson ratchets up the romance and sizzle in her sexy new series. The Mechanics of Love will rev readers’ hearts.”
— Jennifer Ryan, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author
“Megan Erickson writes hot, hot, HOT stories packed with emotion and humor. You’re going to want to read everything she’s ever written!”
— Sophie Jordan, USA Today bestselling author
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