Talk Dirt, Cowboy by Elle Thorpe 5 ⭐️


This is my fave by Elle Thorpe to date. Bowen is so damn swoon worthy. The way him and Paisley meet is the best. I seriously lol’d when she called him out for being a perverted animal! Omg! This story will have you laughing, swooning and Bowen’s dirty mouth is to die for! I highly recommend this book!!

Title: Talk Dirty, Cowboy
Series: Dirty Cowboy #1
Author: Elle Thorpe
Genre: Contemporary/Small-Town Cowboy Romance
Release Date: January 16, 2020

Eight seconds to glory. One second to lose it all.
Bowen Barclay lived to ride bulls – until his single-minded focus cost his wife her life. Four years on, raising his son alone is the only thing he’s getting right. His rodeo career is going down in flames and instead of dating, he’s playing his kid’s video games.
Paisley Ackerly loves to sing. Loudly and offkey, but in the privacy of her rundown home, it’s only her children she’s torturing. Until her ten-year-old leaves his gaming console on, with a handsome cowboy still on the webcam, listening to every word.
Being accused of internet creepery isn’t the best way to meet a woman, but when an instant spark ignites between the two, it isn’t long before online chat spills over into real life dirty talk.
But while Paisley might love Bowen’s filthy mouth, when the pressures of his public career and her secret past explode, words won’t be enough to save them.
This single-parent romance brings the steam against a backdrop of professional bull riding, rodeo, and small-town cowboys.
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We found a table at a nice little steakhouse and Bowen ordered half the menu. I ordered fish and salad and Bowen gave me a confused look. “We’re at a steakhouse and you order fish? What kind of country girl are you?”
“The kind that doesn’t particularly love red meat?”
Bowen sat back in seat, clutching his heart. “Blasphemy.”
I laughed. “I’m surprised you do. How are you sure you’re not eating one of those bulls you ride?”
“I’ve been bucked off a few that I wouldn’t have minded serving up on a plate instead. Mean assholes some of them.”
“You’d probably be mean too if I tried to ride you…”
I closed my eyes as the words fell out my lips. When I opened them, Bowen was laughing.
“Please stop. That did not come out the way I intended it to.”
He winked at me, nodding in an exaggerated fashion. “Sure sure. But for the record, Paisley. You can ride me anytime you want.”
My face flushed hot and I dropped my gaze to my plate. I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to leap across the table and straddle him, right then and there, or die of embarrassment. Both seemed viable options. 
I walked over to the window and flicked open the blind. Only Deacon, Sunny and Kai were left around the fire. “I think the other couples all have the same idea.”
Paisley scrunched her eyes tight and slapped her hands over her ears. “Oh god, our parents too?”
“They were probably the first to sneak off. They’re probably getting their groove on to Barry Manilow right now.” I wriggled my eyebrows at her.
She burst into laughter. “I can’t even with all of that.”
I pulled her into my arms and brushed my lips over hers. “Me neither. Now can we stop talking about my dad boning your mother?”
“Oh my god. I’m dying.”
“Get over here and kiss me, Paisley. Or I’ll keep saying it.”
She was on my lips in seconds. Just the way I liked it. 
Elle Thorpe lives on the sunny east coast of Australia, about an hour out of Sydney. When she’s not writing stories full of kissing and chemistry, she’s a wife, and Mummy to three tiny humans. She’s also official ball thrower to one slobbery dog named Rollo. Yes, she named a female dog after a male character on Vikings. Don’t judge her. Elle is a complete and utter fangirl at heart, obsessing over The Walking Dead and Outlander to an unhealthy degree. But she wouldn’t change a thing.
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