April 07, 2016

The Matchmakers Playbook by Rachel Van Dyken ♥ BLOG TOUR, REVIEW & GIVEAWAY

The Matchmaker's Playbook (Wingmen Inc. 1)
Publisher: Skyscape (April 5, 2016)
Publication Date: April 5, 2016
Sold by: Amazon Digital Services, Inc.

Language: English


Wingman rule number one: don’t fall for a client.

After a career-ending accident, former NFL recruit Ian Hunter is back on campus—and he’s ready to get his new game on. As one of the masterminds behind Wingmen, Inc., a successful and secretive word-of-mouth dating service, he’s putting his extensive skills with women to work for the lovelorn. But when Blake Olson requests the services of Wingmen, Inc., Ian may have landed his most hopeless client yet.

From her frumpy athletic gear to her unfortunate choice of footwear, Blake is going to need a miracle if she wants to land her crush. At least with a professional matchmaker by her side she has a fighting chance. Ian knows that his advice and a makeover can turn Blake into another successful match. But as Blake begins the transformation from hot mess to smokin’ hot, Ian realizes he’s in danger of breaking his cardinal rule…


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Review by: Stacey 

I absolutely loved this story!!! The Matchmakers Playbook by Rachel Van Dyken was witty, sexy and a easy read!!!! 

Ian is a cocky, sexy, hot & witty ex-NFL player if that doesn't pull you in ....he also has the sweetest BFF & it shows how he can be a great friend to a female without sexual intentions.

I just loved Ian & he had me at page 1!!!!

Blake is soooooo adorable...imagine a smart, sporty laid back, innocent and super cute girl. She draws you in by her innocence and yet she has a smart mouth and keeps Ian on his toes!!!

Their story is one I can't share too much about without giving it all away but all in all this is such a sweet, yet sexy read  & I highly recommend it!!

5 Stars 

Review by: Sam 

HOLY S#!%!! Where do I even start with this review? Seriously, this author never EVER fails to rock my world! I have read everything Rachel Van Dyken has released and I cannot get enough! The Matchmaker's Playbook is the first book in the 'Wingmen Inc.' Series and what a freaking brilliant start it is! We are introduced to the HOT guys who are running this service and the females who need help/guidance/direction in landing their crush! Ian and his partner in crime, Lex are two of the best male leads I have read in a long time. They are professional. They want the best for these women. These guys really have each other's backs, they are cocky, tell it how it is and pretty much charmed the panties right off of me. I found most of their talks hilarious, and even sometimes quite endearing because they want to empower the women involved in the situation. Ian is all about business. Until that one girl with the RIDICULOUS Adidas flip flops and unflattering clothes turns his world upside down. Making him feel things that he has avoided at all costs. I adored his character! He gave me butterflies in my tummy, made me snort laugh numerous times and I found myself blushing and swooning more than anything too! Blake is a BEAUTIFUL female lead. I found her sassy, classy and hilarious. I loved her 'what you see is what you get' vibe. I loved the chemistry between Ian and Blake and the angst they brought to the story. I do not want to go into too much detail because spoilers suck! The book is a terrific concoction of flirty, hilarious, lighthearted comedy that I will recommend to all my bookish friends. I cannot freaking wait for the follow up in this series, Lex and Gabs.....I CAN SEE THE FIREWORKS NOW! BOOM!!!!

5 Stars 

Review by: Gina 

This was such a fun book to read! Rachel Van Dyken knows how to do romantic comedy!!! The book was funny, sweet, sassy, and got hot and heavy at times. I loved the idea of this matchmakers business as a way to help people get the person they want. It made for some interesting situations.

I loved the characters, especially Blake. She was just your average girl, a little shy but I think that's what made her relatable. Everyone wants a guy like Ian. He had that alpha male, confidence to him that just makes girls swoon. But underneath it all, he was a sweet guy. It just took the right girl to bring it out. Secondary character, Lex was awesome!!! I am super excited to read his book!!!!

Overall, I loved this book! I was laughing through the story, it was engaging with a great story line. It was written in the male pov, which I wasn't quite convinced but it was still really good! I recommend this book!

4.5 Stars 

Review by: Tracy

After a career ending injury playing football Ian and Lex put their brains together and started Wingman Inc. They take on clients who may not have the greatest luck in love and "coach" them on how to get the guy. It's what they call a dating service. With the understanding that they will never fall in love with a client. Enter Blake, who god bless her, was a tom boy at heart. But in order to get the guy she has wanted for years she needed to change that and hire Ian and Wingman Inc to help. Only she was more than Ian bargained for. In the end would she still choose the one she's what's longed for our will Ian break his rules and fall for his client?

To this day I've never read a RVD book that I didn't love. The Matchmaker's Playbook is added to that list. She has this way of writing male characters that you can't help but laugh at and fall for.

Except I do have to wonder where some of the statistics and information that Ian spouted came from.

"Almost 60 percent of women marry down, meaning most women go for a man with the dad bod. The guy who is more than likely going to make less than them; never work out; eat hot dogs for breakfast, lunch, and dinner; and, let’s face it, need Viagra by age forty."

"Women are, by nature, insecure creatures, and if by the tender age of thirty-five they haven’t settled down, they’ll most likely marry the guy with the unfortunate bald spot and a heart of gold."

What's wrong with going for a man with a dad bod?! I'm 35 and happen to find bald men extremely attractive. Damn, maybe I need to hire my own wingman.

4 Stars 


The Matchmaker's Playbook by Rachel Van Dyken from Becca the Bibliophile on Vimeo.

Ian and Lex's Rules of Play 
1. Jealousy is key when trying to get noticed by a dude. No girl ever got her guy by hanging out by the potted plants or doing the dishes in the kitchen.
2. Smile. Often. Smiling makes dickheads automatically assume you've got a secret--and damn, do guys love discovering secrets.
3. Never call. Always text.
4. If he calls you, answer on the third ring, but only after he's called you three times.
5. The rule of three pertains to every situation, answering in person, the length of time you touch a body part (unless it’s down below, but you shouldn't be doing that at this point unless you're a psycho), the length of time you take to answer the door, the point is this, you have to pause, breathe, stare, and then answer. If you're doing it any other way. You're doing it wrong.
6. I don't care if he's serenading you with Taylor Swift and it’s just like absolutely OMGEE your most favorite song, holy shit he brought coke zero? I LOVE COKE ZERO. No. Hell no. You don't cave. It’s been one day. You do not cave on day one. On day one. You plan.
7. You are NEVER to be so interested in them right off the bat that you're willing to cancel plans, according to them, you're always busy damn it, why can't they just catch a break?
8. Walk away, never toward. I don't give a flying shit that he's wearing your favorite shirt and holding a monkey on his head, smile, wave, walk the other way. The only time you walk toward is if the douche needs medical attention and even then...if he's gonna live, so will you.
9. It’s not about you. I know, I know, you're just so pissed about Shelly and how she gave you a bitchy look during chem, but control yourself. It’s about him, ask him questions, in return, he will ask you. This. Is. Called. A. Conversation.
10. Put your damn phone away. When you're in his space, you aren't on Facebook or tweeting about it, this is how you lose his attention and gain another cat. Toss the cell phone away or Wingmen Inc will very politely shove it up your ass.
If the first ten rules are too difficult for you to comprehend, you probably aren't the client for us...because quite honestly...there are forty more, no chance in hell you'll get through them if you're already scowling. Buh-Bye.

Blake let out another pitiful groan. “I don’t think it fits.”
“They measured you. It fits. Just, tell me if it looks okay so we can go.” I checked my watch. “Gabi said dinner was at six, and it’s already a quarter till.”
“This is too much pressure.” Her voice was frantic. “I can’t do this. I mean, how do I know if it looks good? They’re boobs.”
I groaned. “Boobs always look good. Believe me.”
“Boobs are gross!”
Said no man ever. Even the gay ones.
One of the salesladies eyed me up and down. “Are you two okay?”
“Great,” I chirped. “Just having a very heated discussion about the beauty of breasts.” I dipped my chin to Blake’s chest. “What are you? A double D?”
Scowling, she marched off.
Thank God.
“Blake,” I hissed.
No answer.
I’d never had such a difficult client. If anything, they jumped when I told them to, asked how high, and then kept jumping until I was satisfied. Blake fought me at every turn.
“Open the door before I crawl underneath it. I’ll pick the bras, you can close your eyes if you want so you don’t have to watch me look at you, alright? My stomach literally just ate my liver. I need protein. Open. The. Door.”
The door slowly creaked open. Taking advantage of the small crack of air, I pushed it farther, then clicked it shut behind me and turned around.
Blake was facing me, hands on hips, face beet-red, body . . . freaking perfect. My tongue almost lolled out, like a dog.
Most girls starve themselves to have abs like that, which was disgusting. But her abs? They had muscle, actual muscle, but still appeared feminine.
She also had a nice tan, just enough to show that she spent time outside or maybe just had naturally darker skin. 
My throat went completely dry as I continued to stare.
“Well?” Her voice was weak. “How awful do I look? On a scale of one to ten?”
I’d convinced her to buy some new workout clothes to replace her old ones. I knew I’d never get her to actually completely change her style. She liked workout clothes? Fine, at least buy the kind that fit and actually point to the correct gender. I tried to steer her away from the boyfriend sweats and sweatshirts, but she eventually wore me down, so I told her if she bought at least five new Pink outfits that had spandex in them, I’d let her get one pair of ugly slouchy sweats. You’d think I’d just given her a million dollars, from her reaction.
Currently, she was sporting a short pair of bright-blue yoga shorts.
And a black push-up sports bra that did wonders for her boobs.
And the world just in general.
Holy shit.
I gulped as I became more and more irritated with the fact that my body was reacting as if it had never seen a girl without her shirt on before. “Blake, it’s great.”
“You sound bored!”
I had to, damn it! What did she want me to do? Sound interested? Turned-on? Intrigued? Curious? I was all those things. I just tried to ignorethe insanity bouncing around in my head and blurted, “Your boobs look really good. Perky, happy, just . . . awesome.”
Did I just call her boobs “happy”?
“You think?” She stared down at her breasts, then grabbed them.
Holy shit, was she seriously feeling herself up? I braced my hand against the door and sucked in a breath.
“They still feel comfortable,” she said.
“Do they?” I managed to choke out while she continued bouncing them a bit in her hands. Dear Lord, did she know what she was doing? Waving a flag in front of a bull. My jeans suddenly tight in all the wrong areas, I tried to envision Lex naked, anything to get my dick to clue in to the word “client,” meaning I was in a no-play zone.
Another first.
It was because I was hungry.
And Marissa? Melissa? Hadn’t satisfied me. I’d gotten off, and made sure she did too, but the entire experience left me feeling empty, bored, and—if I was being completely honest? A bit depressed. Besides, her tits paled in comparison. I had to wonder what the hell I’d been doing all my life if this was the first time I was having such a strong reaction to boobs.
Something about Blake had me wondering if I’d been satisfied at all up until this point. And I had no idea what the hell was so confusing about her, and about the situation. I was unable to put my finger on it, and the more I thought about it the more my head hurt.
Hunger does weird things to guys.
“Yeah.” More bouncing, then turning and staring in the mirror. I wasn’t sure what was worse. Her staring at her own boobs or touching them. “I’m just no good at this stuff. I didn’t grow up with a mom, and I hit puberty really early. The girls made fun of me, and the boys pointed.” Her shoulders slumped inward again.
Could we please go back to the bouncing? I was a fan of that Blake. The one that rolled up like an awkward armadillo? Not so much.


Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!
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