Nailed ItAuthor: Cindi Madsen
Publisher: Entangled: Select Contemporary
Release date: October 23rd 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
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I'm Ivy Clarke. Bartender, best friend, and disbeliever in love.And now I'm in over my head, trying to flip a house all by myself. Thanks, HGTV. I'm not too proud to admit I need some help. Too bad the only one who can help me is the same man I want to throw out this house's second-story window. Jackson Gamble and I can't be in the same room together for more than a minute without devolving into a sparring match. Except for that one time…But enough about that. Jackson's looking for forever, and I don't believe in love, remember? Get in. Renovate. Get out. Keep my heart firmly in tact. Because it's much easier to fix up a house than a broken heart.
Full of humor and dripping with delicious tension, Nailed It proves that every heart can be ready for a little rehabilitation, if only you're willing to open it up.
The Faerie Queen’s review
When I signed up for this tour, I didn’t realise at the time that this was a follow-up to 12 Steps to Mr. Right, one of the first books I reviewed on Love in a time of Feminism. If it had dawned on me then, I would have been even more eager to get started, as I knew while reading Savannah and Linc’s story that there was a little something something going on between Savannah’s brother and best friend. I remember hoping there would be a sequel featuring them, and voila. Cindi Madsen delivered.
The chemistry was delicious in this. Home renovation lent itself to numerous innuendos, and Cindi took full advantage. There were plenty of sexy scenes, as well as just funny, banterous ones. (Is that a word?) And while Ivy was battling with her inner relationship demons, Jackson was so sure and stable and wonderful. He gave her time but also tough love. My only issue with their relationship was that the ending was a bit too much for me.
One thing I want to draw particular attention to is how much I loved the focus on Ivy’s career. Yes, she was pushing for a change and driven to find something rewarding long-term; that’s not unusual for books these days. What is unusual is for the main character and her best friend to talk about something other than men, and yet Savannah and Ivy did have conversations about work on top of the conversations about Ivy’s mystery man. Also great was that Jackson was also supportive and actually rather helpful. A++ for the heroine not giving up a piece of herself for the sake of love!
All in all, a great sequel to a great book. I recommend both! (Especially since both have lists that I could relate to.)
Jackson took a step toward me, closing the space I’d put between us. He swept the hair off my face and trailed his finger down and across my jaw. “I thought we took care of that thinking problem the other night.”
“Jackson.” Man, he was making it so hard to hold onto anything resembling resolve.
He leaned closer, his lips a mere breath away. “Ivy.”
My heart thumped harder and harder in my chest. Am I really going to do this? Say something that might stop our sexytimes fun in its tracks before I get my fill?
Yes, damn it, it looks like I am. I really should’ve come up with a more solid plan so I’d know exactly what to say.
“While the other night was fun, I know that you’re looking for something”—my throat tightened, and I had to force the words out—“more long term.”
“You’ve obviously been talking to my meddling family—my money is on Savannah.”
I shrugged. “It doesn’t make it less true, does it?”
“I told you the other night that I knew we were only having fun, and I meant it.”
“But you’re dating someone.” Guilt flooded me as I said it. I’d been so focused on how upset Savannah would be that I’d managed to forget that I had even more to feel guilty for.
“I’ve been on a few dates recently, yes, but I’m not in a committed relationship, or I never would’ve carried you to bed. You really think I’d do that?”
Now that I thought about it, no, but I still wondered if Caroline thought they were more serious. His family certainly hoped it would go in that direction. “I don’t want to get in the way.”
Jackson’s intense gaze bored into me, making my heart skip a few beats altogether. “You’ve been in the way since the moment I walked through the door of this house—hell, maybe even since the engagement party. I tried wanting what’s good for me, but wanting you is stronger.”
Every ounce of air whooshed out of my lungs at once. “Then maybe we need to rethink our business arrangement. I can hire someone else to help me fin—”
There was the familiar irritation, leaking in and spiking my blood pressure. I tossed the roller down in the vicinity of the tray. “Okay, let’s at least talk about it, because if—”
“No. We made a deal, and I plan on seeing it through. I’m also a grown man, and I’m perfectly capable of making my own decisions. I understand that this thing between us is temporary, and I don’t care.” He hauled me to him, his arm coming around my waist to secure me against him. “I’m not quite done having my way with you yet.”
He crashed his mouth down on mine, and all my pent-up energy surged forward at once, common sense taking the backseat as lust took the wheel. I parted my lips, diving headlong into the kiss. I ran my hands up his firm arms, not realizing my left hand was still wet with paint from catching myself until I’d dragged it most the way up.
Jackson glanced at the smear of blue covering his biceps and the sleeve of his T-shirt, arched an eyebrow, and then backed me up against the wet wall, his hips bumping into mine.
I moaned as he ground against me. He felt so good I didn’t even care about the paint or the fact that I’d need to redo the wall. I just wanted more of him on more of me.