Publisher: Montlake
Release Date: November 5, 2019
Release Date: November 5, 2019
She had yet to
meet him but had never forgotten the British boy who’d warmed her heart.
As childhood pen pals, Griffin Quinn and Luca Vinetti couldn’t have been more different. Over the years, through hundreds of letters, they became best friends, sharing their deepest, darkest secrets.
Until one day it ended.
Griffin never understood why Luca disappeared. She was special. She knew the real him like no one else. He writes her a drunken letter, an angry one, never expecting her to write back.
Before they know it, they’re right where they left off. This time with heat.
But as playing catch-up goes from fun to flirty to downright dirty, Luca wants more. She wants Griffin in the flesh. That’s where it gets risky. Because when they meet, the mystery will be over. And once they really get to know each other, there’ll be no going back.
I literally read this book in one sitting. I'm not sure that the title "Dirty Letters" does it justice. I thought the book was going to be more about two people writing dirty letters to each other. Instead I got a book that is so much more. In Dirty letters, Luca and Griffin rekindle their pen pal friendship after years of being out of touch. They realize that they have a chance at so much more, but Luca's debilitating anxiety could stand in the way.
I enjoyed my time with this couple. Their friendship really enhanced their relationship. I also loved how they were able to communicate. That was refreshing. There wasn't a lot of "not talking" and that made for little miscommunication angst. I loved this couple. I loved the way Griffin was so patient with Luca and her anxiety. Which brings me to her anxiety. I really think the authors did a good job at portraying what someone would go through while suffering from anxiety and PTSD. One of the best things about this book is the letters between the Griffin and Luca. I have always been a fan of writing letters. I firmly believe they allow you to share arts of yourself that you may not feel comfortable saying in public.
I highly recommend this sweet romance. I look forward to reading more from this team.
Enjoy this excerpt:
The small dining room
table had a pile of mail. I’d had Dad’s mail forwarded to my house, so mostly
it was just catalogs and junk. Once a month, Mrs. Cascio sent me
everything that arrived, even though I’d told her it wasn’t necessary. I
mindlessly fingered through the pile, not expecting to see anything worth
keeping. But I stopped at an envelope addressed to me—well, not me, but Luca
Ryan. That was a name I hadn’t heard in a long time. In second grade, my
teacher, Mrs. Ryan, started a pen pal writing program with a small town in
England. We weren’t allowed to use our real last names for safety reasons, so
the entire class used her last name—hence I was Luca Ryan. I checked out the
return address for the sender’s name.
G. Quinn
Wow, really? It couldn’t be.
I squinted at the
postmark. It was from a PO box in California, not England, but I didn’t know
any other Quinn other than Griffin. And the handwriting did look pretty
familiar. But it had been close to eight years since we’d exchanged letters.
Why would he write now? Curious, I ripped it open and scanned right to the
bottom of the letter for the name. Sure enough, it was from Griffin. I started
at the beginning.
Dear Luca,
Do you like scotch? I remember you said
you didn’t like the taste of beer. But we never did get around to comparing our
taste in hard liquor. Why is that, you might ask? Let me remind you—because you
stopped answering my letters eight damn years ago. I wanted to let you know,
I’m still pissed off about that. My mum used to say I hold grudges. But I
prefer to think of it as I remember the facts. And the fact of the matter is,
you suck. There, I’ve said it. I’ve been holding that shit in for a long time.
Don’t get me wrong—I’m not obsessive or anything. I don’t sit in my house
thinking about you all day long. In fact, there have been months that go by
when thoughts of you don’t even enter my brain. But then some random thing will
pop into my head out of the blue. Like I’ll see some kid in a pram eating black
licorice, and I’ll think of you. Side note—I’ve tried it again as an adult, and
I still think it tastes like the bottom of my shoe, so perhaps it’s that you
just have no taste. You probably don’t even like scotch. Anyway, I’m sure this
letter won’t find its way to you. Or if by some miracle it does, you won’t
answer. But if you’re reading this, you should know two things.
1. The Macallan 1926 is worth the extra
cash. Goes down smooth.
2. You SUCK.
Later, traitor, Griffin
What in the hell?
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Vi
Keeland is a #1 New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA
Today bestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles have
appeared on more than one hundred bestseller lists and are currently translated
into twenty-six languages. She resides in New York with her husband and their
three children, where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy
she met at age six.
Penelope
Ward is a New York Times, USA Today, and #1 Wall Street
Journal bestselling author of more than twenty novels. A former television
news anchor, Penelope has sold more than two million books and has appeared on
the New York Times bestseller list twenty-one times. She resides in
Rhode Island with her husband, son, and beautiful daughter with autism.
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