Neat from Kandi Steiner is Here
"Rival families. Deep secrets. Exact opposites who can't help but cross all the lines. Neat will leave you thirsty for more Becker Brothers!" -- bestselling author Staci Hart
Neat, an all-new standalone contemporary romance by Kandi Steiner is LIVE!
My life is over.
I swore I would never work at the whiskey distillery with my last name on it, that I would never be a part of my father’s legacy. But when I graduated with my art degree and realized there were no jobs, the devil appeared, and I sold my soul, agreeing to work in the family business if he’d give me the art studio I’d always dreamed of.
It can’t be that bad, I thought.
Until I realized my new boss was Logan Becker.
The Becker brothers have a reputation for being trouble, and since I love trouble, it’s no surprise to me that I’m infatuated by that forbidden fruit the first day I walk into the distillery. That lean, whiskey-eyed, too-hot-for-his-own-good man hates me — and I can’t blame him. His family has been at war with mine for decades, and for good reason.
The Beckers and the Scooters are the Montagues and Capulets of Stratford, Tennessee.
But if he’s Romeo, and I’m Juliet? Well… we all know how that story ends — and for that reason, I tell myself to steer clear.
Because if my father finds out I’m falling for Logan Becker, my life actually will be over.
And Logan’s will be, too.
Neat is a stand-alone book in the Becker Brothers Series.
➔ Small town
➔ Country
➔ Romeo & Juliet vibes
➔ Angst paradise
➔ Holiday romance
My Review
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The Becker family has a long history with Scooter Whiskey Distillery because their grandfather helped his best friend start the distillery years ago. Sadly, there was nothing in writing protecting the Beckers' interest, and when the Scooter patriarch died, the gentlemen's agreement died with him. In spite of their father's suspicious death in a fire at the distillery, the Becker boys continue to work for the Scooters and uphold their father's legacy. Oh, and did I mention that the Beckers hold the Scooters in the lowest possible regard? These two families are the modern-day equivalent of the Montagues and the Capulets.
Logan Becker went to work at the distillery straight out of high school, and his dedication and conscientiousness have made him the top tour guide at Scooter Whiskey. He has hopes of being promoted to manager when his boss retires, but first he's tasked with training Mallory Scooter as a tour guide when she'd rather be anywhere else than working in the family business. But she has a deal with her father: she'll work at the distillery in exchange for the financial backing to open her own art studio.
Once again I find myself drawn into the quaint small town of Stratford, TN, a colorful, welcoming place with no shortage of quirks, where the Scooter family is treated like southern royalty. The Becker family may be regular folks, and those Becker boys may be considered trouble, but their loyalty to the family flows through their veins and they always have each other’s back. Add in the theme of star-crossed lovers, (because a Becker and a Scooter together? Yeah, there are exactly zero people who think that’s a good idea!) and we have the setup for a delightfully entertaining, if not deliciously inviting, read.
Seriously, Mallory Scooter is the last person I would pair with Logan Becker. He's buttoned up, precise and perfectly ordered and she's . . . not. Mallory is still working through some leftover teenage rebellion towards her father, and no one can subdue her impetuous free spirit. This is the point where I tell you to buckle in and hold on tight as the shenanigans and fireworks commence. Because as opposite as these two are, their road to finding their forever is loads of fun and highly amusing. Toss in a little drama, heat and angst, and it’s the perfect combination for a supremely satisfying read. As wrong as they seem for each other, Mallory and Logan are perfect together, and her finding her home in him is something I felt to the depths of my soul. *happy sigh*
Although there is a thread of mystery surrounding the Beckers' father's death that runs through the series, these books can be read as standalones, and you’re not going to want to miss any of them. Maybe it’s their strong sense of family, their teasing and bickering, or the way they keep their father's memory alive by dancing with their mom after dinner as their dad did every night of their marriage, but there’s something so compelling and appealing about these Becker boys. So get started with Logan and Mallory's story and then catch up with Noah and Ruby Grace in On the Rocks so you’re ready when the next book comes out. While you’re doing that, I’ll be impatiently waiting for Michael's book. I have a feeling it will break the Becker mold, and it’s going to be amazing, too!
Get your copy via the links below, then scroll down for an excerpt and author info. Until next time, dear reader
Much love between the covers,
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Excerpt:
“So… I guess we should just be…” Logan swallowed. “Friends?”
The way he asked it, the way his eyebrows bent together, his lips flattening — I knew it was a hollow offer.
I nodded. “Sure. Of course.” A smile that felt like a wave of nausea found my lips. “Friends.”
Logan watched me, and I watched him, both of us waiting for something more. It seemed like there were a million unborn words between us, floating in the air, waiting for us to reach out and grab them and bring them to life. When a long moment of silence had passed, Logan bit the inside of his cheek, picking up his highlighter he’d abandoned on the desk when I’d walked in like he was ready to get back to work.
“But,” I said, and his eyes snapped to mine, the highlighter frozen over the page. “I mean… there’s another option, isn’t there?”
Logan dropped the highlighter, leaning back again. “There is?”
“I’m just saying,” I said, voice shakier than I wanted it to be in that moment. I took a sip of my coffee, shrugging. “What if we kept things low key… casual… just between us?” My eyes found his again. “It is what it is, and it’s not what it’s not. Right? No need for anyone to know.”
“Low key,” Logan repeated, like he was tasting the words, checking them for poison with his tongue. “So, friends… with benefits.”
I snorted. “If you want to be twenty-one about it, sure.”
Logan nodded, over and over, just a slight movement of his chin up and down as he considered it. I watched him as he stood, and I expected him to start pacing the office, but instead, he crossed it, closing his door and turning to face me.
His eyes swept over me, sparking a fire low in my stomach.
He wet his lips.
He took a step.
And then I was out of my chair, meeting him in the middle, the two of us crashing together like magnets.
His hands weaved into my hair when he captured my mouth with his own, both of us sighing on an inhale, moaning on the exhale, leaning into each other like we could somehow melt together completely. All the electricity I’d felt that night came back like a tidal wave, and I surrendered to the waves, letting them drown me. I wanted him to fill my lungs, to conquer every breath, to imprison me.
It was a kiss that told me we were both lying. We both wanted more.
But if it was a choice between this, or nothing at all?
There wasn’t a decision to make — not where I was concerned. It had already been made for us, without either of us having a say, without either of us having an ounce of control to throw this story in another direction.
We were inevitable, me and him.
And maybe we knew it from the start.
Logan backed me up to the desk, and when my ass hit it, I hiked both legs up, wrapping them around his waist and squeezing. He hissed, sucking my bottom lip between his teeth and releasing it with a pop, his hips rolling against mine. I broke the kiss to let out a gasp, and his mouth was on my neck in an instant, sucking and biting, my eyes rolling back at the contact.
He paused with his lips by my ear, breathing heavy. “I think this could work for me,” he whispered, running his tongue over my ear lobe. “This… friends agreement.” His hands squeezed where they held my hips, and the familiar pressure sent flashes of Saturday night barreling through my memory. I gasped, mouth still hanging open when he kissed my neck over to the opposite ear to whisper again. “What do you think?”
Against the voice inside me warning me not to, I ran my fingers through his hair, gripping those dark strands and pulling his lips back to mine.
That kiss was an answer.
That kiss was a lie.
And distantly, I realized that kiss might be the biggest mistake of my life.
About Kandi:
Kandi Steiner is a bestselling author and whiskey connoisseur living in Tampa, FL. Best known for writing “emotional rollercoaster” stories, she loves bringing flawed characters to life and writing about real, raw romance — in all its forms. No two Kandi Steiner books are the same, and if you’re a lover of angsty, emotional, and inspirational reads, she’s your gal.
An alumna of the University of Central Florida, Kandi graduated with a double major in Creative Writing and Advertising/PR with a minor in Women’s Studies. She started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a diehard hopeless romantic, and likes to highlight all the challenges of love as well as the triumphs.
When Kandi isn’t writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys live music, traveling, anything heavy in carbs, beach days, movie marathons, craft beer, and sweet wine — not necessarily in that order.
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