I may upgrade this to two stars when I'm not so mad about how awful this was. I liked the first book in this series, but this one is just terrible. It's having a major identity crisis: is it a romcom, suspense, drama? None of those things worked, so it just reads as disjointed. Then the female lead, whose name is Sarah (much to my irritation because Sarahs are smarter than this), is colossally terrible at her job which she keeps calling "public relations," but has zero resemblance to what actual PR people do. She's more like a management consultant, but she's terrible at that too, so whatever. I'm so used to Jennifer Echols writing about competent, challenging female characters and their layered lives that Playing Dirty was nothing less than a massive disappointment. 
 Edit: Oh, and there's no reason this book should be 448 pages long. There are whorl chapters that simply big down the story and add nothing to the narrative or character development.