Three-time world champion bull rider Rhett Allen has never been afraid to get his hands dirty. Hard work, sweat, and determination have gotten him where he is today—and that’s holed up in a hospital room, wondering how he let that damn bull buck him off. He’s also wondering why he thought it was a good idea to let his twin brother talk him into returning home to heal.
Rhett has a million reasons to come home to Heaven, Texas, and only one reason to stay away. That reason comes in the form of a sweet and feisty girl who stole his heart long before he ever thought to give it away. The only problem…that girl has turned into a stunning woman.
Monroe Gallagher is downright sexy with more curves than he has notches in his bed post. It’s been six years since he’s seen her, six years since he’s felt any form of peace, and six years since she gripped his heart in her delicate little hands and squeezed the life out of it. The longer he’s in Heaven, the more he starts to realize that the heart she took from him—the one she crushed into a million pieces—she also never gave back.
When I first started Crazy, Sexy Love the series title kind of freaked me out. A few years ago, there was a rash – pun definitely intended – of books about venereal diseases; honestly, they grossed me out. So, let me assuage my fears (and potentially yours), Dirty Dicks, while an important asset to the story, has nothing to do with genitalia. After I figured that out, I let myself relax into the story and truly enjoyed Monroe and Rhett’s journey back to one another.
Crazy, Sexy Love is the first book in KL Grayson’s Dirty Dicks series. Each book will focus on a different couple, but they are interconnected so you’ll see characters from each novel throughout the story. Crazy, Sexy Love is written in first-person perspective, narrated by Monroe and Rhett.
I love me a good second chance romance and Crazy, Sexy Love delivered on that front. Monroe and Rhett had wonderful chemistry, from the second Monroe saw Rhett get bucked off the bull until the final page of the book, their passion and adoration was palpable in every thought, word, and action involving the other. I was infatuated with them and how – despite the sins of their pasts – pure and almost innocent their love was.
After reading some incredibly dark, heavy, emotionally-draining book, Crazy, Sexy Love was a great holiday. Heaven was such a comforting place to go to. The characters felt familiar and real, and the town itself felt much like my own small-town America hometown. While both Rhett and Monroe faced some difficulties, they had such amazing friends and family around to support them I never felt like they were up against insurmountable odds. I just loved the dynamics Ms. Grayson put into play in this book and how content I felt while reading this book.
There were moments I was waiting for the other shoe to drop, especially in the form of a certain troublemaker, because of how little angst was in Crazy, Sexy Love. I was sure, several times how the conflict point of the book was going to play out and I think I was a little disappointed to have not got more out of the climax of the story.
KL Grayson won me over with her A Touch of Fate series and secured her place on my must-read list with The Truth About Lennon. She writes emotionally poignant stories and is adept at making her stories feel real like they could be the stories of people you’ve met throughout your life. This book didn’t quite stand up, emotionally, against her other stories, but I still very much loved the new, lighter tone she took in this book.
“Make love to me.”
“Plannin’ on it.” Pushing up from the bed, I kick off my shoes and slip her sandals from her feet. Her eyes follow my every move. Careful not to lift my left arm too high, I reach behind my head and pull my shirt off. When I reach for my sweats, she sucks in a sharp breath, her eyes glued to my cock as I let my pants fall to the floor.
“Your turn.” I crawl onto the bed, her eyes searing through me. When I undo the button of her shorts, she lifts her hips, allowing me to pull them off, along with her white cotton panties. Sitting up, she reaches for the bottom of her shirt, lifts it over her head, and flings it off to the side.
“You are so beautiful, Mo.”
The last time I looked down at her like this, sprawled out in front of me, I was too young to appreciate her—too young to understand the depth of what she was giving me. But that’s no longer the case. I’ve dreamed of her many times over the last six years, but my fantasies didn’t do her justice. Nothing compares to having her in my bed—hair fanned out, chest heaving, creamy skin begging for my mouth. I have to reach out to touch her to make sure she’s real.
I slide my fingers over her abdomen. The muscles contract beneath my touch.
She looks down, but I shake my head. “No, sweetheart, keep your eyes on me. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. I’ve seen every inch of you, remember?”
Her cheeks turn the prettiest shade of pink. “It’s been a long time. My body has changed.”
“Hasn’t been that long, and trust me, your body is perfect.”
With a flick of the front clasp, her bra opens, her beautiful breasts spilling out. She shrugs out of it, and I lower my body to hers, scarcely able to believe this is happening.
K.L. Grayson resides in a small town outside of St. Louis, MO. She is entertained daily by her extraordinary husband, who will forever inspire every good quality she writes in a man. Her entire life rests in the palms of six dirty little hands, and when the day is over and those pint-sized cherubs have been washed and tucked into bed, you can find her typing away furiously on her computer. She has a love for alpha-males, brownies, reading, tattoos, sunglasses, and happy endings…and not particularly in that order.
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