Friday, May 25, 2018

Dirty Exes by Rachel Van Dyken ~ Excerpt & Giveaway

Title: Dirty Exes
Author: Rachel Van Dyken
Release Date: June 5, 2018
Publisher: Skyscape
Series: Liars, Inc., Book #1


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.

Available June 5th from Skyscape

Exclusive Excerpt:  Dirty Exes by Rachel Van Dyken

Jessie tilted his head. “You still with me?”

I felt my face flame red. “Yeah, sorry, stressful day at work and yeah, no need to bore you with the details. It was nice seeing you.” I jutted out the least sweaty of my two hands.

He took it, his grip was strong. Confident. I wondered if his lips would still feel hot against my tongue, if his hands still knew how to grip a woman’s hips like he was ready to snap and claim her against the nearest wall. I jerked back my hand.

“You look good.” He sucked in his bottom lip, and I followed the motion with my eyes like I’d never seen a mouth before. With a smile he added, “Really good.”

I perked up. He was just being nice—after all, I’d had way better days—but it still felt nice to get a compliment, and maybe he didn’t notice the hair and leggings. Was that seriously where I was at emotionally? An ex-flame I was half in love with says I look nice and suddenly the sun is shining and my heart starts hammering like he just dropped to his knees and begged me bear his children.


No wonder he didn’t invite me to go with him all of those years ago.

“…it would be nice to catch up.”

I blinked dumbly. I didn’t hear what he said.

“Yeah.” I smiled brightly. “That would be nice.”

“So”—his smile reached his eyes, making them crinkle as he rocked back on his heels—“am I going to have to beg for your number, or are you going to give it to me?”

I darted my gaze to his left hand out of habit. The last thing I wanted was to be a homewrecker, and in my line of work it was shocking how often married men hit on single, unsuspecting women.

No ring. Thank God.

In fact there was no mention of a relationship on the talk show last night either.

I wracked my brain to try to remember if he discussed a significant other. I spent the last year shutting out all social media except ones related to Dirty Exes. I didn’t even have a Facebook account with my real name. I figured the less I knew about my exes the better off I’d be. The last thing I needed was to hop on Facebook and see Jason in Mexico having the time of his life with his new cookie, or Jessie making out with some gorgeous model on a yacht.

“How do you want it?” Because that didn’t sound like a sexual innuendo. I was severely out of practice.

His eyes widened, as a rough exhale escaped between his teeth. “I’d say the normal way, you can either type it in with your … fingers…”—he tilted his head—“or I can memorize it.”

My eyebrows shot up. “That good of a memory, huh?”

“Black,” he whispered.


“Your shirt.” He took a step forward. “On our first date, you were wearing a black T-shirt, black boots and jeans, and you had a stripe of purple through your hair.” He tugged a lock of my hair that had fallen from my bun and was resting against my cheek. I sucked in a breath. “I remember the important things.”

Good, because I was having a really hard time even remembering my birthday let alone my phone number.

Miracles do happen, however, because before I realized what I was doing, I was firing off my number, much to his amusement, if the wide smile on that gorgeous mouth was any indication.

Jessie tapped his temple. “Got it.”

“You sure?” I teased. “That’s a lot of digits.”

“Should I be concerned you just gave me the number to a pizza place?”

I laughed. A real laugh. It sounded so foreign I almost stopped. God, had it really been that long since I’d laughed with someone of the opposite sex? “Guess you’ll just have to find out.”

“Guess I will.”

He checked his watch, his lips thinned into a tight line. “I’m sorry, I’ve gotta run, but I’ll talk to you soon, alright?”

I nodded because I had a feeling if I actually said yes it would come out all breathy and needy.

I was still staring at him two blocks away.

Finally, he turned a corner.

And I was breathing normally again.

Good, because for a minute there I had a feeling I was going to have to stop by quick care and grab an inhaler.

Jessie-induced asthma: it wouldn’t surprise me at all if it was a real thing. The man was … impressive.

And nice.

He’d always been so nice. Opening doors, checking in when he was going to be late. The perfect man.

I mentally slapped myself.

Yeah, I needed that.

Stay strong.

And don’t get your hopes up that he wants anything other than a quick coffee date where he tells you all about his perfect celebrity life.

About the Author

Rachel Van Dyken is a Wall Street Journal, USA Today, and #1 New York Times bestselling author known for regency romances, contemporary romances, and her love of coffee and Swedish fish. Rachel’s also recently inked a deal for her Wingmen Inc. series—The Matchmaker’s Playbook and The Matchmaker’s Replacement—to be made into movies.

A fan of The Bachelor and the Seattle Seahawks (not necessarily in that order), Rachel lives in Idaho with her husband, a super cute toddler son who keeps her on her toes, and two boxers. Make sure you check out her site,, and follow her on Twitter (@RachVD).

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