OUR REVIEW:
Shel: Real Good Man by Meghan March is what I'm going to now
affectionately call a 'surprise attack' read and here's why:
Shel: I'm reading it; I'm liking it. It's funny. I'm liking it. The banter between Banner and Logan is good stuff. I'm liking it. Myrna is the best grouchy old lady ever. I'm liking it. Both Banner and Logan are interesting. I'm liking it. Things start heating up between them. I'm liking it. Then before I know it....BAM I'm loving it. Reading
more...LOVING IT. Get to the end? And dammit all to hell, it's over and I have to wait how long to get the next one?!! GAHHHHHH. OMG. NOOOOOOOOO. Nope. NO. WTH. Court: sneak attack, for the win. My unsuspecting emotions had no idea there would be so much in this book, but then when the really good parts were coming in spades, and the story was developing...it's like I suddenly realized...uh, duh...Meghan has done this in every book. Because her writing is brilliant she brings to life characters we fall in love with, and then deepens the plot SO MUCH! That we just can't handle it all!
Shel: See? sneak attack. I knew I was going to enjoy it because, honestly, I've yet to meet a Meghan March novel I haven't enjoyed; but, she lulled me into this comfort read where I was enjoying it and contemplating what was going to happen next and doing that thing where I laugh out loud to myself..and then BAM I find myself nearing the end and my heart rate is starting to pick up and I'm flipping pages faster and faster and then we get to the end and I'm DYING...dying I tell you...to read the next part and it's not ready yet. *sobs forever* Court: I am glad though that she told us from the get go that this is a duet. But why'd you have to make me all swoony, and fall in love with a bowling alley, and a cantankerous old woman, and a man who makes Bruce Banner jokes...and just, gah. Darn it all, I can't wait for the next book. But I am glad I married a real good man.
Shel: Without rewriting the synopsis or spoiling anything, here's what I think I'd want to know if I was contemplating reading this:
Shel: If you like Meghan March's strong and sassy women, her sweet and alpha males, her funny banter, her sexy af sexy times, and the idea of a good guy, this is definitely a good choice. It also features both NYC and BFE locales and all the things/people that come with those places. This duet also references characters from Dirty Billionaire and Dirty Girl but if you haven't read either of those series, you'll be absolutely 100% fine--I think it's fun for readers who already know those characters to see them mentioned but if you've never heard of them before, you won't feel like you're missing anything at all. And last but not least, the promise of what's to come is what makes this so interesting--there's a subplot or two or three! that make me eager and curious about what March will include and how she'll conclude Banner and Logan's story. Court: and it didn't hurt this reader, who hasn't gotten caught up with those (though I do own them because I'm a black belt book hoarder...) and is now all sorts of intrigued about those characters. There is a lot more to this book that meets the eye, and I am so glad it was my first read of 2017, I loved it, y'all!
What a fun read! Can't wait to see what happens next.
From USA Today bestselling author Meghan March comes a sexy new duet. We've all had the bad boys, now it's time for a Real Good Man. Fall for a woman over text messages? No way in hell. Reality can never be as good at the fantasy, right? Wrong. It’s better. Banner Regent is smart, funny, and she’s so far out of my league, she might as well be royalty. I’m a mechanic from Kentucky. She’s a New York City party girl. We were never supposed to meet, but one text started something neither of us saw coming. How do you seduce the woman who already has everything? Show her what it’s like to be with a real good man. Real Good Man is book one of the Real Duet. Logan and Banner's story will conclude in Real Good Love, releasing January 17, 2017.
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Finally, fifteen minutes after we said we’d meet, Logan Brantley walks into the tapas bar. Every curse word known to woman—and several I make up on the fly—flash through my brain.
This isn’t fair. Logan Brantley is even sexier when he’s not dressed in camo and carrying a big gun. More than one head swings in his direction. Women flip their hair and uncross and re-cross their legs as he steps up to the hostess stand.
A shaft of possessiveness lights up inside me, right along with nervous energy and my pounding heart. Back off, bitches. He’s not here for you.
I hear the low rumble of his deep drawl when he speaks to the hostess. She gestures in my direction, and he turns. Piercing blue eyes find me at the table where a lone water glass sits in front of me.
Liquid courage should definitely have been on the menu. Why didn’t I order a drink?
Because I’m an idiot. Because I thought I could handle this.
Now my heart is hammering so loud, my voice will probably be inaudible, or even worse—quaver when I speak.
Logan walks toward me with long, sure strides. He’s taller than I realized. And broader. And bigger. Everywhere. He’s wearing a black Henley that stretches across his chest, leaving no doubt of the fact that the man is built. And his jeans. Jesus. They’re worn and snug in all the right places.
The picture I found was clearly not recent, and it’s not just the fact that his brown hair is longer and shaggier. He’s one of those men who age well.
Logan stops in front of me when he reaches the tall bar table. He says nothing as his gaze drops to the toes of my boots and drags up every inch of my body.
“You’re a hard woman to find.”
Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She's also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she's ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at meghanmarchbooks@gmail.com.
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