Sep 12

4.5 Drops Review: NO FLOWERS REQUIRED by Cari Quinn + Excerpt & Giveaway

Title: No Flowers Required
Author: Cari Quinn 
Publisher: Brazen (Entangled Publishing)
Series: Love Required, #2
Release Date: August 2012
Genre: Contemporary, Romance
Pages: 281
Source: Not Just Another Assistant
Buy: Amazon | B&N | Entangled Publishing

He’ll give her everything she desires…except his identity.

Flower shop owner Alexa Conroy had it all before the recession hit and her customers fled to cheaper shopping grounds. Desperate to make ends meet, she sells her dream home and moves into the rundown apartments above her shop. When she spots six feet of sexy distraction—complete with muscles, piercings, and tattoos—ripping up flooring, Alexa knows the karmic windfall she’s due just landed on her doorstep.

And the attraction’s definitely not one-sided.

Dillon James, reluctant heir to the corporation about to foreclose on Alexa’s shop, is not about to jeopardize their scorching chemistry by admitting he’s not the building’s handyman. But with only weeks until her business goes under and his identity is revealed, Dillon must find a way to convince Alexa cooperation isn’t a dirty word, help her save the shop from his brother’s greed, and persuade her that he’s not the enemy…or risk losing the only woman who’s seen the real him.

OMG, I didn’t make it past the first few pages before I was in love with the story… the first chapter before I was in LOVE with Dillon!

Alexa Conroy is a strong, fun, passionate heroine and she gives as good as she gets. Dillon James is a bad boy who isn’t so bad. Together they create a chemistry that can’t be denied and a heart that turns their world on end.

Dillon is mistaken for the handy-man by Alexa… Well, I’m not sure it’s exactly a mistake as he is fixing up the property. The catch? It’s his property and he and his brother run the company that is destroying her little shop, not that Dillon knew that at the beginning.

One night of passion on the roof (I so want a roof-top garden and a sexy handy-man!!!) leads to a scorching hot romance between the two lovers. Until… until he’s forced to reveal who he really is. Can Alexa see past who his family is to find the real him? Can he fight through her hate and fear to show her hit true feelings.

No Flowers Required is the first Cari Quinn book I’ve read but it won’t be the last! I suggest running, not walking, to the nearest bookstore to pick up your own copy! I can’t wait for more from Cari and hope Cory, Dillon’s brother, finds his HEA eventually – though what woman could wrestle his heart and keep it, I’m just not sure.

Alexa moved whip-fast, slamming her hands on Dillon’s chest and him against the door before his brain caught up. The watering can clattered onto the ground. She spared it a brief, puzzled glance, then fisted her hands in his T-shirt and arched up, her mouth coming closer—

Fuck it.

He fused his mouth to hers, and dammit, it was even better than he’d expected. She didn’t yield to him but struggled a bit, as if she was shocked he’d taken over. That made it even hotter. He slanted his lips over hers when her startled squeak granted him access to the warm sweetness inside. Perfect. He took full advantage of her surprise to explore her with long, slow licks of his tongue.

Maybe his head couldn’t compute what was happening, but his body sure could. He cupped her ass and rocked his hips against hers, all too aware of his violent reaction to her nearness. His dick still hadn’t recovered from their bump-and-grind in her bathroom and apparently had no trouble asserting its readiness to play. Recovered now, she didn’t shy away, and instead rubbed against him, her curves sliding against him in a way that had him groaning and pulling back so hard he thunked his head on the closed door.

He couldn’t do this. Oh, God, he had to. She was going wild against him, and he didn’t have any defenses against his hunger for her. Not when he wanted nothing more than this. Just this.

“What are we doing?” he managed as she dragged her lips down his Adam’s apple. Stars danced in his vision and hell if he knew if they were from the head jolt or from their kiss.

She didn’t answer him, just skated her hands down his torso and under his shirt. And what hands they were. She seemed to be touching him everywhere. He clung to her ass as if she was his only port in the storm, and sure enough, a bolt of lightning sizzled overhead followed by a crack of thunder. But Alexa never paused. He’d become her canvas and her fingers were her paintbrush. She sketched every ridge of muscle, every line of bone. And then the column of his cock, wedged tight into his jeans. She touched him with confidence and skill, the kind that would soon have him driving his hands into her hair and pushing her to her knees if she didn’t stop.

But a woman like her wasn’t meant for a quick fuck against a door, even if that was what she acted like she wanted. Even if he longed for her so much that he didn’t care about anything but stealing this moment and making it theirs. He must be misreading her signals, though he was pretty adept at picking up sexual cues. Or else he’d sent some crazy ones of his own.

“Alexa.” Though it took all his faculties just to get out that one word, she ignored him. Completely.

She cupped him and nipped his jaw, her teeth offering a sharp counterpoint to her palm’s soft touch. His shaft lurched in her hold and she let out a delighted purr.

“Lex,” he tried again, her name ending in a moan.

“You don’t know who I am.” He expected her to stiffen, to look up at him with those huge bluebell eyes he’d gone a little nuts for the first time he’d looked at her. She didn’t.

“Alexa, listen to me.” He wrapped her braid around his hand and tugged up her head, something sharp dislodging inside him the instant their gazes clashed. In the waning light, he could just make out the lust on her finely boned face. It transformed her somehow, changed her from someone he should protect—from him—into a woman he needed at all costs. “You don’t understand.”

She didn’t. Hell, at the moment, he didn’t either. Because he didn’t feel like he was lying or hiding anything. He wanted to strip away the barriers between them, and this was the best way he knew how. Words were unnecessary, the language of miscommunication. Kisses and long looks and sultry touches—that was the truth, and she was the only one he could share it with.

Right now who he really was didn’t matter. She knew the important stuff. He was a guy. She was a woman. Certain areas were meant to fit together.Who even cared who his family was? Maybe she really didn’t even hate the hardware store. Maybe she had a secret girl-crush on it and went in there every day to fondle all the trusty hammers and saws…

Yep, he needed help. The kind he’d find alone by himself, far, far from distractions with anklets and eyes as big as moons.

“You don’t understand,” she whispered, gripping the back of his neck. She was tall for a woman, and even in flats she could reach all the important parts with only a modicum of stretching. “I don’t want to know who you are. I don’t care. All I want is for you to make me come.”

Now then . . . The lovely Cari Quinn is doing a little blog hop before the big Entangled one goes live in a few weeks. Cool, huh? Make sure you follow along and go to all the other blogs to enter the Rafflecopter drawings.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

USA Today bestselling author Cari Quinn wrote her first story—a bible parable—in 2nd grade, much to the delight of the nuns at her Catholic school. Once she saw the warm reception that first tale garnered, she was hooked. She attempted her first romance in junior high, long before she’d ever read one. Writing what she knew always took a backseat to what she wanted to know, and that still holds true today.

Though she also fires up her computer as a graphic designer, proofreader and editor, she can’t resist the lure of disappearing into a world of her own creation. Now she gets to pen sexy romances for a living and routinely counts her lucky stars. The only thing she loves more than writing is hearing from readers!

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Follow Along:

9/1 Taryn Elliot

9/2 Love, Laughter, Friendship

9/3 Melissa Kendall & House Millar

9/4 House Millar & Amber Skyze

9/5 Amber Skyze & Queen of the Night Reviews

9/6 Queen of the Night Reviews

9/7 Amber Skyze

9/8 Harlie’s Books

9/9 Under the Covers

9/10 House Millar

9/11 Rambling Reads

9/12 House Millar & Confessions for Romancoholics

9/13 Love, Laughter, Friendship

9/14 Storm Goddess

About the author

Mistress Anya

Áine P Massie is originally from Florida, she now lives in Wisconsin where she works on her House Millar series full time while raising four children (the term herding cats comes to mind). Her major in College was Childhood Education (specializing in ages 0-5) with a minor study in Deaf Culture/ASL. She is also a Wiccan priestess dedicated to the gods, family, and love.

Áine is a proud member of the Rom-Critters and a life-long reader. Áine has always had a particular fascination with vampires, mythology, and the unusual. When she can escape from her children and books, she enjoys . . . oh yes, reading, playing, ritual, a good cappuccino, and working with her healing stones.

Her first published work came in high school where she was part of a writing and drama group. But, she’s been reading the likes of Shakespeare and Poe since late elementary school and enjoys most forms of fiction.


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  1. Jennifer Lowery (Kamptner)

    I’m hooked! Gonna read Cari’s book for sure! The excerpt and Mistress Anya’s review pulled me in 🙂 Thanks so much!

  2. Cari Quinn

    Thank you so much for the great review! I’m so happy you enjoyed NO FLOWERS REQUIRED. And Jennifer, thank you! Hope you like it! 🙂

  3. Marika Weber

    Thank you so much for hosting and loving it. Cari’s books are awesome. Just saying!

  4. Maria D.

    I loved this book too! A great story and I can’t wait to read what comes next in this series

  5. Crystal Craig

    After that excerpt, I definitely would love to read this book. I haven’t read any of Cari’s books, but this looks like the book to start. 🙂

    craigcrystal at ymail dot com

  6. Jenna Jaxon

    Love this premise–so remnicent of one of my fave romantic comedies “You’ve Got Mail.” I haven’t read any Cari Quinn either, but that’s going ot be remedied ASAP! Great excerpt!


  7. Cari Quinn

    Thanks everyone! Jenna, I’ve heard from a lot of people that NO FLOWERS REQUIRED reminds them of You’ve Got Mail. I loved that movie so that makes me really happy! I hope you enjoy it if you give it a try. 🙂

  8. Shannon

    Oh, I loved You’ve Got Mail so I’m glad that comparison was made. I already put this on my TBR but will have to move it further up now LOL.

    bas1chsemail at gmail dot com

  9. rubyswan

    NO FLOWERS REQUIRED sounds sexy hot!

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