5 Stars, Genre Romance, Mathew Ortiz, Reviewed by Lana, Self-Published

Review: The Butcher, the Baker, and the Custom Bike Maker by Mathew Ortiz

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Title: The Butcher, the Baker, and the Custom Bike Maker: The Myer Triplets (The Butcher)

Author: Mathew Ortiz

Publisher: Self-Published

Pages/Word Count: 116 Pages

At a Glance: I really loved this book. I had a smile plastered on my face throughout.

Reviewed By: Lana

Blurb: What does a horny, bisexual, triplet, father of one do to blow off some steam? Go to the most infamous sex club in Atlanta, that’s what! Avery Myer was the responsible, dependable, reliable… too many ‘bles’ in his opinion. So when his little boy Peg decided to spend the night at a friend’s house, Avery decided it was time to have a night of nasty, dirty anonymous man sex and lord knows he needed it!

Martin Gaither knew if his sister Nan found out where he was going, she would disapprove. She would say he was looking for love in all the wrong places and he’d reminded her that he hadn’t had any luck finding love in the right places. So why not forgo love and jump on lust instead? Not like he was going to find love at Hobbins Gym and Sauna!

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Review: The Butcher is a sweet story filled with hot men, hot sex, and lots of delicious food. I’d suggest you eat first before you read this book because it will leave you hungry in more ways than one!

The story opens up with a sex scene, and this usually can go either way. Either it’s good, setting a sexy playful tone, or it’s like bad porn with no feelings, and goes downhill from there. It definitely worked here, though, because it was hysterical!

Martin Gaither, one of the Gaither cousins from the Love and Salvage series, visits a bath house, and is regretting his decision because the men don’t catch his eye one bit—but the lack of cleanliness does. The story is told from his POV, and his sarcastic inner monologue will have you laughing out loud. He finally meets Avery Meyer, and the first words out of Avery’s mouth are, “I’m horny.” Well you can just guess what happens next. They have a very hot interlude, and after the high, Avery realizes what he’s done and hightails it out of there. Martin’s disappointed but resigned that that’s how things are.

Weeks later, both still can’t forget that night. They bump into each other on the first day of school. Each one has a child, and on the first day of first grade, they have a very awkward and funny encounter at school! Their reactions are priceless. They make a date and go from there, and that’s the story; them getting to know each other, starting a relationship and, yes, always eating. Seriously, you need to eat before you read this because who knows what you’ll do on an empty stomach!

Mr. Ortiz knows how to write hot Southern men. They have sex appeal, charm, some are more alpha than others, they are secure in who they are, yet they are always looking for their true love. They love their families and friends, some are real mama’s boys, but they are all good men who just want love and companionship. These are my favorite type of characters to read about. All his characters are sarcastic and funny, and always find the bright side to life. This story is a love affair between two men who are meant to be together. They get their happy ending and eat more food!

The ending is a set up for Boone’s story, and it looks like it’ll be loads of fun too. I really loved this book. I had a smile plastered on my face throughout. If you love sex and food you’ll love this book. Can’t wait for Boone’s story next!

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