Genre: Contemporary Romance
Heat Level: Explicit
J Daniels has given readers another uber-alpha to love. Four Letter Words, the first book in her new Dirty Deeds series, ensnares readers with witty dialogue, real emotion, mistakes, forgiveness and panty-melting steamy sex. The writing draws you in so quickly that you can easily lose time in this book, an ultimate readers dream.
I am going to admit something that may not make me very popular but when I first started this book I really was not a fan. The beginning was so different from what I expected from J Daniels. To be honest, I was hoping for the humor that I love about her addiction series or the uber, caveman type claiming attraction displayed by the ‘Bama Boys, right off the bat. So when I got something so different I really wasn’t sold at all. In the first several chapters I wondered if I should possibly cut my losses and decide that this one wasn’t for me – I mean it is okay not to connect with every book of an author that you love, right?!?
Well shit am I glad that I decided that I would give it a few more chapters to see if it grabbed me. This book ended up being ABSOLUTELY everything that I LOVE about J Daniels writing. I FELT everything in this book, the connection between me, the characters and the events was real.
One call to the wrong number is all it takes to flip both Brian and Sydney’s entire world on their heads. Both set on paths that they never planned, can something as simple as communicating via calls and texts with a virtual stranger set their lives on a course that will change everything…..but is it what’s NOT said that will unravel it all?
While I doubted it at first, Brian ended up being one sexy, dirty talking, uber alpha. While initially afraid to take things further, when he took the plunge there was no stopping him from claiming his woman. With his feelings near the surface at all times, he was not afraid to hold back with the way he felt towards Sydney. And even when he was trying to protect her, the emotion behind it was real. And is there really anything better than an alpha that is tortured with a gooey centre?
Sydney took a while for me to warm up to. But it was her insane level of sweet mixed with a heaping spoon of spice that won me over. The more she opened up, the more I started to relate to her. But it was her genuine interactions with all of the secondary characters, as well as with Brian, that turned this around. Sydney was definitely likeable but not over the top lovable for me.
There is no denying that J Daniels can bring heat so hot that I was afraid my kindle might self combust. The dirty words, mixed with the even dirtier actions, make my dirty little heart sing. The chemistry was never forced, the sex was not overdone or included for the sake of it. The passion was unbridled. These two were smoking.
The other aspect of J Daniels stories that I absolutely love is the children that she brings to life in her books. They are so cute and sweet and you can’t help but fall head over heels with them. And even though Olivia and Oliver aren’t Brian and Sydney’s children, they brought so much to the storyline.
To say that I am excited for Jaime and Tori is an absolute understatement. These two in this book were the relief from the tension that was so desperately needed at time. I fell in love with both of them, throughout this book.
So I guess what I want to say to fans, is that if at first this book is a bit too different, PLEASE, PLEASE keep going. You really won’t regret Sydney and Brian’s ride. They will worm their way into your psyche, just like all other of J’s characters, and will become a familiar favorites. Dirty Deeds delivers romance readers a book that enthrals, turns on and makes you want the characters to be part of your life. A true escape and entertaining read.
Series: Dirty Deeds, Book 1
Sydney Paige was never so mortified to hear the words “wrong number” in her life. She meant to tell off the guy who broke her best friend’s heart, but unleashed her anger on a perfect stranger instead. And now her world is turned upside down by the captivating man who wants to keep her on the line.
Brian Savage is living a life he’s quickly come to hate-until Sydney’s wild rant has him hooked and hungry for more. Soon the sexy woman on the phone becomes the lover in his bed. But Brian has secrets, and the closer he lets Syd get, the harder it is to shield her from the devastating mistakes of his past . . .
The sun burned across a cloudless sky. I felt the intensity of it bake into the skin of my bare shoulders.
Waves crashed against the shore, some carrying surfers with them in the distance. A few feet ahead of me, a small child kicked a sand castle and giggled with his father.
I sat down on a step and slipped my sandals off.
The sand was warm underneath my feet as I dug my toes into it, staring out at the world in front of me. I rubbed a shell between my fingers as I watched a couple walk hand-in-hand toward the pier.
They looked happy. I tried to remember the last time Marcus held my hand, or even reached for it.
My chest burned when I couldn’t conjure up an image in my mind.
I looked down at the faint line marking my left ring finger. The token I was left with now that I no longer wore my ring. It was subtle, thanks to my naturally pale skin, but to me it stood out like embers glowing in the dark.
I hated it. I didn’t need a reminder of how I’d failed as a wife. Or how Marcus stopped seeing me as one.
Maybe I could coat my entire hand in sunblock except for that thin strip. Burn the memory away.
The idea seemed promising enough to consider.
From my back pocket, my cell beeped with an incoming message.
I wiped the tear from my cheek as I stood and palmed my phone, expecting to see Tori’s name lit up on my screen.
I froze on the step, my free hand on the railing as I stared curiously at the message and the number it was sent from.
Wild Girl. Eaten any innocent men alive today yet?
My lip twitched, the hint of a smile.
I sat back down, reading the message a second time as I remembered my conversation with this stranger yesterday.
My accidental verbal beat-down.
Jesus. I really let him have it.
I couldn’t think of the last time I was that embarrassed.
I told the guy to remove a dildo from his mouth, for Christ sakes.
All in all, whoever this was seemed to be a good sport about it. He could’ve laid into me and cussed me out. Made me feel even more like a complete shit for dialing the wrong number and not confirming the identity of my intended victim before I tore into him like he owed me money.
He was more than decent about the whole thing. Easily forgiving.
And now he was messaging me out of nowhere and striking up conversation.
He wanted to talk to me.
I tapped my thumb on the edge of the phone case, then hovered over the letters of my keypad as I stared at the message.
Did I even want to talk to this guy anymore? Wasn’t this weird? We didn’t know each other. Our encounter was a mistake. A one-time mishap, never to be repeated.
About J Daniels
J. Daniels is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Sweet Addiction series, the Alabama Summer series, and the upcoming Dirty Deeds series.
She would rather bake than cook, she listens to music entirely too loud, and loves writing stories her children will never read. Her husband and children are her greatest loves, with cupcakes coming in at a close second.
J grew up in Baltimore and resides in Maryland with her family.