{{BLOG TOUR}} DIRTY LIES BY EMMA HART
Bad boy drummer Aidan Burke of Dirty B takes center stage in
New York Times bestselling author Emma Hart’s hotly anticipated follow-up to
Dirty Past and Dirty Secret!
Aidan Burke is the perfect rebound guy for Jessie Law after
she catches her asshole ex-boyfriend with his hands down some other girl’s
pants. The world-famous drummer of Dirty B isn’t shy about his preference for
no-strings-attached relationships, so when she meets him on a night out, she
takes him up on his simple proposal: One night of fun. Hot sex. Zero
expectations.
But Dirty B’s tour is over, and they’re back in South
Carolina—which means running into Aidan more often than Jessie would like.
When Aidan saves Jessie from her ex-boyfriend by insisting
the two are dating, the band’s manager convinces them to keep up the charade in
the hopes of re-inventing Dirty B’s image as lovable bad boys, as opposed to
d-bags. Now all Aidan and Jessie have to do is put on a very obvious, very
public show to convince everyone their affection is real.
But pretending to be in a relationship is harder than it
seems. Aidan’s hordes of jealous fans have no problem bombarding Jessie with
threatening messages online—and worse. And things only get more complicated
when Jessie realizes her feelings for Aidan may not be so fake after all. Can
Jessie live with the risks? And is Aidan willing to let her?
***ARC provided in exchange for an honest review - Jacquie / Scandalous Book Blog***
The Burke brother are back and in book 3 of the series the story focuses on Aiden the drummer. He meets and has a one night hook up with Jessie everything is perfect.until he has to pretend to be in a relationship with her to placate the press. Throw in a load of jealous fans and you have the best book in the series so far.
I always look forward to Emma Chase books as they have it all laughs, tears and hot hot sex and this is no exception. Aiden is been my favourite Dirty B I love the interaction between him and his family and I always knew his story would be perfect. 5 hot stars
“This,” she says, pointing to the trees curving around my
wrist. “So random. What do they mean?”
“Home,” I answer instantly. “My house has been surrounded by
these trees my whole life. I travel so much, sometimes the only time I can
remember is when I’m on a tour bus, traveling down the interstate, brushing my
teeth. And this helps me remember.”
“And this?” she tugs down the collar of my shirt. “ ‘One,
two, three, four’?”
“The words I say before every song,” I explain, thinking of
the words that are inked collarbone to collarbone. “Four of the most important
words I’ll ever say.”
“And these?” She lifts my shirt this time, revealing the
lyrics curving around my left side.
“The lyrics from the first song we ever wrote. It was
fucking garbage and never recorded, but the lines are everything to me.”
“ ‘It’s you, baby, it’s you / Your smile, your hair, your
lips, your touch,’ ” she reads aloud, finger tracing across the ink wrapping around
my side.
“Stop,” I groan, shoving my shirt back down and pushing her
hands away.
“Come on!” she laughs. “All of it, Aidan!”
“No!”
“Fine. I’ll just read it next time we line up.”
“You’re gonna have sex with me just to read the tattoo?”
“No.” She sits up and, resting her hand on the grass by the
side of my head, looks down at me. “I’m going to make you think we’re having
sex, read your tattoo, then run away.”
“What makes you think I’ll let you run away?”
“Didn’t say I’d get very far,” she mutters.
“Do you have an answer for everythin’?”
“Do you have a question for it?” Her delicate brows curve
upward, questions in her eyes. “Precisely,” she continues before I can answer.
“As long as you keep askin’, I’ll keep answerin’.”
“I have a question.” I sit up, fighting my smile, and push
her hair from her eyes. “Can I kiss you?”
Her lips part, shock flickering in her eyes, before she
closes her mouth. She shakes her head, a smile forming, and meets my eyes.
“Well played, rocker boy. Well played.”
“That isn’t an answer.”
“Yes,” she sighs, leaning forward to kiss me. She tastes
like candy apples and soda, sweetness overload, and it would be so easy to get
high on her right now.
“There,” she says softly, pulling back. “Answered.”
“Acknowledgement,” I correct her, pulling her closer to me.
“This is your answer.”
I kiss her long and hard and deep until I’m sure I really am
high on her.
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult
author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful
little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she
fancies - usually wine - and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with
her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top
Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a
shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a
whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the
dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
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