Published by Red Dress Press on January 3rd 2017
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From USA Today bestselling author Meghan March comes a sexy new duet. We've all had the bad boys, now it's time for a Real Good Man.
Fall for a woman over text messages? No way in hell.
Reality can never be as good as the fantasy, right?
Wrong. It’s better.
Banner Regent is smart, funny, and she’s so far out of my league, she might as well be royalty.
I’m a mechanic from Kentucky. She’s a New York City party girl.
We were never supposed to meet, but one text started something neither of us saw coming.
How do you seduce the woman who already has everything?
Show her what it’s like to be with a real good man.
Real Good Man is book one of the Real Duet. Logan and Banner's story will conclude in Real Good Love, releasing January 17, 2017.
I’m so over adulting right now, and Meghan March’s books always provide an entertaining diversion from real life. Real Good Man was just what the doctor ordered.
Banner is a scene stealer and the main source of my enjoyment. She’s a New York City firecracker with zero filters, and her antics are both jaw dropping and hilarious. If you like confident heroines with a stubborn streak and backbone to spare, Banner is your gal. Watch out, Gold Haven, Kentucky!
Logan is a huge catch in the gossipy small town filled with lonely, desperate single woman. Unfortunately for them, he has a thing for certain sultry New Yorker who just came to town. Logan is a sweet gentleman, but he turns kinky and dominant with Banner in the blink of an eye. Two uninhibited dirty talkers make for some combustible bedroom scenes.
Their time spent together in NYC is wonderfully charming, but the bulk of the story takes place in Kentucky. You definitely get the feel of living in a one stoplight town where everyone knows your business. The townspeople add color and humor to the story.
It’s safe to say there’s some over the top and occasionally illogical behavior. Ultimately though, I was looking for escapism and a dose of smutty goodness. Real Good Man delivered. The cliffhanger isn’t terribly exciting, but I’m still looking forward to reading the conclusion.
Recommended for fans of:
Small town stories
**ARC received in exchange for an honest review.**
Finally, fifteen minutes after we said we’d meet, Logan Brantley walks into the tapas bar. Every curse word known to woman—and several I make up on the fly—flash through my brain.
This isn’t fair. Logan Brantley is even sexier when he’s not dressed in camo and carrying a big gun. More than one head swings in his direction. Women flip their hair and uncross and re-cross their legs as he steps up to the hostess stand.
A shaft of possessiveness lights up inside me, right along with nervous energy and my pounding heart. Back off, bitches. He’s not here for you.
I hear the low rumble of his deep drawl when he speaks to the hostess. She gestures in my direction, and he turns. Piercing blue eyes find me at the table where a lone water glass sits in front of me.
Liquid courage should definitely have been on the menu. Why didn’t I order a drink?
Because I’m an idiot. Because I thought I could handle this.
Now my heart is hammering so loud, my voice will probably be inaudible, or even worse—quaver when I speak.
Logan walks toward me with long, sure strides. He’s taller than I realized. And broader. And bigger. Everywhere. He’s wearing a black Henley that stretches across his chest, leaving no doubt of the fact that the man is built. And his jeans. Jesus. They’re worn and snug in all the right places.
The picture I found was clearly not recent, and it’s not just the fact that his brown hair is longer and shaggier. He’s one of those men who age well.
Logan stops in front of me when he reaches the tall bar table. He says nothing as his gaze drops to the toes of my boots and drags up every inch of my body.
“You’re a hard woman to find.”
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