October 29, 2015


MISSING DIXIE (A Neon Dreams Novel #3) by Caisey Quinn
NA Contemporary Romance
William Morrow, October 27, 2015
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Fighting for redemption . . .
I've lived most of my life in darkness, beneath the shadows of secrets and addictions. The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt the only girl I'd ever loved—the one who brought me into the light. In my entire life I'd made one promise—a promise I'd intended to keep. I've broken that promise and now I have to live with the fallout. Dixie Lark hates me, and I have to tell her that I love her. I also have to tell her a truth that might destroy us forever.
Can she love me, even if she can't forgive me?
Learning to move on . . .
Gavin Garrison broke his promise to my brother and he broke my heart in the process.I may never love anyone the way I've loved him, but at least I won't spend my life wondering "what if." We had our one night and he walked away. I'm beginning to move on, but my brother's wedding and a battle of the bands are about to throw us together again.
Our band is getting a second chance, but I don't know if I can give him one. How do you hand your heart back to the person who set it on fire once already?

Oh, how the wait for the continuation of Dixie and Gavin’s story pained me!! Caisey Quinn truly tortured us faithful readers with the break in this series, giving us the joy that was Dallas and Robyn’s book while keeping our appetite for more of Gavin nipping at our insides.  He was out there waiting in the wings to please us even more with his sexy tortured self, and his painful return to the spotlight was everything I’d hoped for and more!

The first word that comes to mind when you think of Gavin Garrison could be a number of things.  Gorgeous, sexy, witty, sweet, protective…and possibly coldhearted, when you look at how he treated his Dixie.  But the word that screamed at me as I was reading this wrap-up to his and Dixie’s journey was something else entirely…wronged.  Life had wronged him over and over, and continued to do so, and my heart absolutely melted for him.  It was always clear that Gavin had it rough, and that always endeared me to him.  But seeing him this time around, wanting so badly to have the one woman he would never see himself worthy of but needed SO badly, only to have life repeatedly push him down?  Ugh, it hurt.  I needed him to win his Dixie, come hell or high water, and every time she slipped through his fingers was just plain painful!

On the bright side, in this installment, the gang was all back together and of course drama was at the forefront.  Dallas was bound and determined to get them back on the right track, which of course meant the band getting back together (yay!).  But Gavin had a lot to atone for when it came to Dixie; he’d hurt her, left her behind, and left her completely in the dark as to why.  She was angry, but there was no doubt that Gavin would never be out of her system or her heart.  She had picked up the pieces and tried to get on with her life, but seeing him and potentially working with him again was a huge hurdle for her.  My heart raced every time they were in the room together, even under all the anger and hurt there were fireworks lighting up that I couldn’t wait to  see go off!!

It wasn’t all romance and winning back lost loves, though, as some major twists had me on the edge of my seat right up to the last pages.  Dixie and Gavin had to earn their happy ending and then some, but the journey to get there made it that much more awesome!  Perfect finish to their unforgettable story, and another incredible series by Quinn! 


I’m a walking, talking, living, breathing storm cloud waiting to burst and rain on everyone else’s parade. 
But I won’t. Because I can’t.
I had my chance.  My one night.  And even a little more than that. 
“Wait for me, Bluebird,” he’d said.
Apparently I should’ve asked for the specific details of just how long he intended to make me wait. ~pg. 14

I’m sorry.
I’m trying.
I love you.
She doesn’t even flinch at the turmoil I know is probably apparent on my face.  She just gives me a confident smile and a knowing look as if to say, One day. ~pg. 35

I have absolutely no interest whatsoever in meeting that guy. Ever.
I’ve probably met him a dozen times over already.
It’s this beautiful, tortured man in front of me that I want more than I want air or water or food. ~pg. 144

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Except #5 :  His mouth is so close, he’s so close. He seems taller or something, and even though I know the likelihood of that is ridiculous, I don’t remember ever feeling so very aware of his presence. Or maybe I just blocked it all out. But here, now, in the room with him, everything is coming back.
All of it.
Every single second we spent connected on a physical level. His mouth on me, his lips, his tongue, his body inside of mine.
“You’re good at this,” I say, barely able to get my voice to go above a whisper.
“I’ve had a lot of practice.”
I don’t know if he means with first aid, which is likely since he’s had to perform CPR on his mom more times than I can count, or seduction, which I also happen to know he’s well versed in. Either way, I am in danger of losing my grip on my ability to remain up- right.
It’s as if my brain has been doing me a favor for the past few months, allowing me to focus on being pissed at him instead of . . . this. But clearly my brain has left the building and I am completely on my own. This is dangerous.
I am weak.
I want him.
I need him.
Screw it.
“There,” he says gently, lowering my dress back down over my
thighs. “That might help a little but you should still—”
My mouth captures his midsentence. His lips are slightly moist and even fuller than I remembered. I tense and a dull ache hits hard
as my heart drops a few inches in preparation of being rejected. Much to my surprise, Gavin doesn’t stop me. He doesn’t reject me. He doesn’t spew some bull about my brother or our friendship or seeing anyone else or anything.
He only makes one sound—a soft, pained groan. His hands grip the skin just beneath my ass and he lifts me onto the counter. The dress is tight but I manage to part my thighs far enough to accom- modate his broad figure between them.
My fingers press into his back, urging him closer even though it’s not exactly possible. I try to catch his tongue but he’s sweeping it deeply inside, then pulling back to suck on my lips. A muffled moan escapes my mouth and slides into his.
“You taste like whiskey, Bluebird.” He chuckles lightly, then cuts off any chance I had of verbalizing a response by slipping his fingers between my legs and into the waistband of my panties.
“I’ve come a long way since strawberry ice cream.” 

Caisey Quinn lives in Nashville, Tennessee and is the bestselling author of the Kylie Ryans series and several other New Adult Romance titles. Her Neon Dreams series about a country rock crossover band paying their dues in life and in love on their rocky road to fame is now available from Avon/William Morrow.

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  1. Thank you so much for this amazing review a d for participating in the tour!! ❤️ Y'all!!! Xxoo


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