Series: Wild Seasons #2
Published by Gallery Books on 4th November 2014
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
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It doesn't get any better than ex sex...unless you fall in love.
Unlike her best friends Mia and Lola, Harlow Vega has a reputation for always being up for a fling. Twelve drunk and wild hours in Sin City married to the ridiculously hot and rugged Canadian fisherman Finn Roberts, who (no surprise) is amazing with his muscular hands - and his lips and the rest of his body - was just her speed.
But it was just a thing: dirty, rowdy, and easy...until Finn turns up in her hometown on business. Harlow's not ready to be tied down, but when the whole crew is hanging out together, there's just something about him. It may not be love (hell, it may not even be like), but their exciting, tension-filled hookups provide the perfect distraction from the scary life changes they're both facing - challenges neither is sure how to handle, let alone fix. One night together turns into two, and soon Finn's mysterious business trip has gone on for weeks. They agreed on the sex - wild, wet, kinky - but now their border crossing booty call is starting to feel like the real deal. And for two people used to being in control, taking the ultimate plunge by falling in love feels a lot more like flat-out falling.
Reviewed by Shannon
*I received an ARC of this book from the publisher in exchange for an honest review*
I absolutely loved Finn and Harlow! They were so funny and hot together! Even their sweet moments were adorable. Reminded me a little of Beautiful Bastard but only because they had great banter and their relationship started off as just sex. Finn and Harlow were a lot nicer to each other than Chloe and Bennett, but only slightly.
Dirty Rowdy Thing took place after the events of Sweet Filthy Boy, where Finn and Harlow got married and divorced all within 24 hours and included Harlow surprising Finn in Canada with a booty call. This book found Finn in San Diego for a few weeks for Oliver’s comic book store opening and considering a business deal in LA. While in San Diego, Finn and Harlow got back to what they did best ;).
While I enjoyed Sweet Filthy Boy, I did miss the dual POVs, so I was very happy that that was back in this book. I liked seeing both characters go through a journey plus the guy POV in their books are usually pretty funny. And I’m glad we got to see a lot of Finn. He was a great character. Loved how he was generally a good guy who took care of his family. He was a little closed off but compared to Harlow, he was a very open person. Now, I wasn’t the biggest fan of Harlow in the previous book but I really grew to love her in this one. Yes, she loved to mettle, but she usually did it for a good cause and I couldn’t help but like her for it. It was also great seeing the gang back in this one. It made me really excited for Lola and Oliver’s story especially since they are both such dorks. I’m a sucker for those types of characters. Plus I loved all the geek talk. Made my geek heart happy haha.
I really enjoyed this book. It had the right amount of sex, romance, humor, and drama. Loved seeing how differently Finn and Harlow handled their problems and how much they grew throughout the book. It was definitely another great book by Christina Lauren. You won’t be disappointed.
“So these are your brothers, huh?”
All four men in the picture are completely, ridiculously good-looking.
“Well, thanks for this. I might need to go home and masturbate for the rest of the evening.”
“You know, if a guy said that, it would be super creepy.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, Poodle. Does the sexual double standard make you grumpy?”
He laughs dryly. “You’re a pain in the ass, Ginger Snap.”
“I’m completely confused,” Mia says.
“That’s because Ansel’s over there trying to suck your soul out through your mouth like some sort of Dementor,” Harlow says, and then whispers in my direction, “It’s a Harry Potter reference, Sunshine. Keep up.”
His arms strain against the cotton of his undershirt and it seems somehow to barely contain his biceps, the width of his chest. The way the T-shirt is smoothly tucked into the flat front of his black dress pants…sweet Jesus.
He runs a warm palm up my stomach and spreads his giant hand across my ribs. “Snap?”
“Shh, Poodle. I’m having a Johnny Castle, Dirty Dancing moment right now.”
“Is this a good thing or a bad thing?” he asks, bending to lick up my neck.
“I carried a watermelon.”