Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Blog Tour: M/M ~ Beware of Geeks Bearing Gifts by Charlie Cochet ~ (5 Star ARC Review, Excerpt, Exclusive Excerpt + Giveaway)

Blog Tour: M/M ~ Beware of Geeks Bearing Gifts by Charlie Cochet ~ (5 Star ARC Review, Excerpt, Exclusive Excerpt + Giveaway)

Title: Beware of Geeks Bearing Gifts

Author: Charlie Cochet

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Anne Cain

Length: 86 pages

Release Date: August 19, 2015

Blurb: Julian “Quinn” Quinetro, a gruff, tough Miami SWAT officer, has been injured on the job, and all he’s looking for is a little peace and quiet to recover—difficult to achieve with his large Cuban family. An adventure in picking up his prescriptions puts him in the path of his geeky, brownie-baking neighbor, Spencer Morgan. Spencer sweeps into Quinn’s life like a tropical storm of sunshine and rainbows. Not surprisingly, it’s chaos at first sight. Quinn’s in need of a little tender loving care, and Spencer decides he’s just the man for the job. Their very different lives might clash, but they might also find some common ground—and maybe more.

“This is sad, man. What is it with you and brownies?”

“These aren’t just any brownies,” Spencer stated proudly as he removed his latest batch of baked chocolate decadence from the oven. “These are Nutella caramel brownies with nuts, made from scratch. These are orgasm-in-your-mouth brownies.”

“Not really sure what to think about that,” Danny muttered, eyeing the brownies dubiously. “Seriously, dude. The only orgasm you should be chasing is the one waiting next door. This is your perfect chance! He’s defenseless.” Danny reached for a brownie, but Spencer slapped his hand away before he could pilfer one.

“I have to spread the Nutella and top them with walnuts. Also, I don’t know what I find more disturbing: that you think I should take advantage of the poor guy in his defenseless state, or that you believe the only way I’ve got a shot is to take advantage of him in his defenseless state.” He stopped and turned to his pouting best friend. “And FYI, defenseless is what babies and puppies are, not huge-ass mountain men in possession of heavy artillery. I ran into him once, literally, and it’s like he’s made out of fucking granite. He’s got an eight-pack. An eight-pack.”

Spencer had never seen an eight-pack outside of cyberspace. Until his sexy neighbor, he’d questioned their existence, much like Bigfoot. The sighting had taken place one morning on his way to get groceries. Quinn had been on his way to their gated community’s pool, sporting nothing but low-riding swim trunks and flip-flops. He’d stepped into the elevator next to Spencer, and the heat outside had nothing on the heat that had spread through Spencer’s body. Luckily Quinn had been too busy texting to notice Spencer’s Human Torch impression.

“I have… I don’t even know what this is.” Spencer lifted up the hem of his apron and the Hulk T-shirt underneath with a frown. He ran his finger down a groove along his torso as he sucked his stomach in. “Does this look like muscle definition to you?”

Danny reached over to pat Spencer’s pale belly. “Looks like you need to stop baking brownies. And get some sun, man. Look at you. You’re not even white. You’re like, transparent.”

“That’s harsh.” Spencer lowered his clothes. “I don’t tan like you. I burn. You couldn’t lie to me? Besides, what am I supposed to say to him? ‘Hi, remember me? I’m the guy who’s been living next door to you for the past year. We pass each other in the hall every day, take the elevator together, have parking spaces next to each other, have mailboxes next to each other, do laundry in the same room together, and shop at the same supermarket. No? That’s okay. Excuse me while I die of embarrassment.’” Spencer walked around the kitchen counter and flopped down into a chair, waiting for the brownies to cool. “The guy doesn’t know I exist. He’s freakin’ Miami SWAT. He’s probably an overbearing, misogynistic asshole with a giant ego, anyway.”

Danny took a seat next to him, his expression filled with concern. “You don’t know that. Besides, since when do you judge people?”

Spencer narrowed his eyes at his friend. “No one likes a smartass.”

“Says the guy who got a ticket for mouthing off to a police officer.”

“I wasn’t mouthing off. I was being witty and adorable. The guy just had no sense of humor. Besides, I was nowhere near that fire hydrant. He was clearly behind on his quota. Bet that wouldn’t have happened to Quinn.” Was he pouting? Oh God, he was. Danny was right; he was sad.

“Probably because he’s SWAT and can park his ginormous truck wherever the hell he wants.” Danny went to the glass doors of the balcony overlooking the parking spaces and started laughing.


“You know how they say dogs look like their owners? I wonder if the same applies to cars.”

Spencer joined Danny at the window, letting out a low groan. His tiny yellow Fiat gleamed cheerfully beside Quinn’s monster black Chevy Silverado. “It looks like a sunspot.”

Exclusive Excerpt:

“Wait, you think I’m—” The guy let out a laugh, brandishing perfectly straight bright white teeth. “No, I’m Rick.” He held a hand out to Spencer, who took it. “I’m Quinn’s brother-in-law. Quinn doesn’t have a boyfriend. Not unless he’s hiding him from us, or from his mom, which is possible, but we would have found out by now. Well, she would have found out by now. I swear the FBI goes to her for information.” Rick motioned behind Spencer to his apartment door. “So, you’re his neighbor?”
“Yeah. I moved in last year.”
“Listen, I’m glad you’re here. I came by to drop off his painkillers, but he’s not answering his phone or the door. He’s probably out for the count. Would you mind if I left these with you? I’m running late for an appointment.” He handed Spencer a white paper bag from Walgreens.
“Yeah, sure, no problem.”
“Thanks. I’ll give him a ring later to let him know you’ve got them. I should probably get your number, if that’s okay.”
“Okay.” Spencer relayed his cell phone number, one hand holding the prescription bag while he shoved the other into his pocket, pretending he wasn’t excited about the possibility of getting to see Quinn, even if it was just to give the guy his meds.
“Great. You don’t mind if I pass this along to him, do you?”
Spencer blinked at him. “Give him my number?”
Snap out of it. “Uh, sure, go ahead. I work from home, so he can ring anytime and I’ll bring them over.”
“Thanks. I’ll see you later.” With a pat on the shoulder that was sure to leave a bruise, Rick was off, leaving Spencer to wonder if the rest of Quinn’s family was equally good looking and ridiculously fit. Just his luck, they probably were.
Rick waved at him as the elevator doors closed, and Spencer waved back before shuffling to his apartment. He stuck the key in the lock, muttering as he let himself in. “I need some brownies.” What the hell was wrong with him? This was not him. He marched over to the kitchen and placed the prescription bag on top of the fridge so he wouldn’t misplace it.
“You can do this.” He pulled out the Nutella and caramel for his brownies, which had completely cooled down by now. He wasn’t completely jaded—in fact he was usually a very cheerful and positive guy. This whole mess with Quinn had turned him upside down. Sure, Quinn was really hot and could probably snap Spencer in two with little effort, but Spencer genuinely wanted to help the guy. If Quinn wanted nothing else to do with him, not even the possibility of being friends, well, at least then Spencer could stop daydreaming about what-ifs.

With renewed determination Spencer got to smothering chocolate on the brownies. Quinn needed help, even if he didn’t think he did. He needed someone. Spencer was going to do his damn best to be that someone.


Tracy's review:

5 Sweet and Funny Stars!

*copy provided to Bayou Book Junkie by author/publisher via Creative Minds in exchange for an honest review*
Quinn and Spencer have been next-door neighbors for a year. When Quinn, a member of the SWAT team is injured on the job, Spencer, who has had a crush on Quinn for almost as long as he has known him, offers him help while he heals.

What ensues is a hilariously, sweet and romantic story. I loved it. Spencer is so sweet and Quinn, well once you get past the the gruffness he is incredibly sweet and loving as well. The chemistry between Spencer and Quinn, sparks to life. And you can feel the electricity in the attraction between these two men coming off the pages of this book.

I laughed out loud and I awed at times! I wanted to get to the end, but I didn't want the study to be over. The characters both the main and the secondary characters were well developed. The story flowed well and moved at a good pace. This was a highly enjoyable read, and if you have a few hours to spare, I recommend you one click it!

Charlie Cochet is an author by day and artist by night. Always quick to succumb to the whispers of her wayward muse, no star is out of reach when following her passion. From adventurous agents and sexy shifters, to society gentlemen and hardboiled detectives, there’s bound to be plenty of mischief for her heroes to find themselves in, and plenty of romance, too!

Currently residing in Central Florida, Charlie is at the beck and call of a rascally Doxiepoo bent on world domination. When she isn’t writing, she can usually be found reading, drawing, or watching movies. She runs on coffee, thrives on music, and loves to hear from readers.

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Winner’s Prize: $20 Amazon Gift Card

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