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What You Need: The Need You Series

What You Need: The Need You Series

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by Lorelei James

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From the New York Times bestselling author of the Mastered Series and the Blacktop Cowboys® Series, the first in a brand new contemporary romance series . . .

The Lund name is synonymous with wealth and power in Minneapolis–St. Paul.  But the four Lund siblings will each discover true love takes a course of its own. . . .


From the New York Times bestselling author of the Mastered Series and the Blacktop Cowboys® Series, the first in a brand new contemporary romance series . . .

The Lund name is synonymous with wealth and power in Minneapolis–St. Paul.  But the four Lund siblings will each discover true love takes a course of its own. . . .
As the CFO of Lund Industries, Brady Lund is the poster child for responsibility. But eighty-hour work weeks leave him little time for a life. His brothers stage an intervention and drag him to a seedy nightclub . . . where he sees her: the buttoned-up blonde from the office who’s starred in his fantasies for months.
Lennox Greene is a woman with a rebellious past, which she conceals beneath her conservative clothes. She knows flirting with her boss during working hours is a bad idea. So when Brady shows up at her favorite dive bar and catches her cutting loose, she throws caution aside and dares him to do the same.
After sparks fly, Brady finds that keeping his hands off Lennox during office hours is harder than expected. Though she makes him feel alive for the first time in years, a part of him wonders if she’s just using him to get ahead. And Lennox must figure out whether Brady wants her for the accomplished woman she is—or the bad girl she was.

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
The first book in James's latest contemporary romance series may discourage even her most ardent fans from picking up the next. Twenty-eight-year-old tattooed and pierced Lennox Greene left home and an indifferent, narcissistic mother behind at the age of 15, and has been on her own ever since. Thirty-two-year-old straight-arrow Brady Lund is the much-loved scion of the wealthy Lund family, and the youngest CFO in the history of Lund Industries. Drawn to one another despite their differences, Lennox and Brady cautiously stumble around each other – and the contrived roadblocks James throws in their way – as their respective walls come tumbling down. But the absence of a believable threat to the couple's happy ending, as well as James's signature eroticism, makes this outing one of the author's weaker efforts. Trope-heavy and lacking erotic charge, Lennox and Brady's story just doesn't satisfy. Agent: Scott Miller, Trident Media Group. (Jan.)
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Praise for What You Need
“Deliciously real, modern, hot, and funny. A book that will make you smile, swoon, and sigh.”—New York Times bestselling author Katy Evans

“Relentless chemistry and sizzling romance make this book a must-read!”—New York Times bestselling author Laura Kaye
“This refreshing new series by James is a tender excursion into the lives of an uptight billionaire and a company employee. Although not as spicy as her usual fare, James’ latest still conveys the depth of emotion and sexual fire between Brady and Lennox. She draws family and their interactions perfectly.”—RT Book Reviews

“Fun, sweet, and sexy. Lorelei James captures the angst and anticipation of a slow-burn family-run-office romance with engaging characters . . . a promising start to a new series.”—Harlequin Junkie
“The characters are perfect; the romance is perfect and takes things step by step. Not too rushed, not too slow. . . . This is a series I’ll be looking forward to seeing more of soon!”—Under the Covers
“Lorelei has blown me away with a beautiful romance that is sexy and sweet, and I loved every second of it!”—Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews

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Penguin Publishing Group
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Need You Series , #1
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4.10(w) x 6.70(h) x 1.10(d)

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Chapter One


“What’s he doing in our department?”

I glanced up from my computer, knowing even before I saw the suit at the end of the hallway who garnered the reverent tone from my coworker Sydney. I had the same reverence for the man; however, I did a much better job at masking it.

“Oh hell, here he comes. How do I look?” she whispered.

“You know the only thing that matters to him is if you look busy.”

Sydney smoothed her hair. “Lennox, lighten up. And ignore me while I busily and silently compose sonnets to that man’s everything, because he is the total package.”

I laughed—longer than I usually did. “Go for it, Syd. I’ll just be over here, you know, doing my job while you’re waxing poetic about him.” I returned my focus to spell-checking my notes from this morning’s meeting. I knew I had a misspelled or misused word, but I couldn’t find the damn thing.

“Wait. He’s stopping to talk to Penny,” Sydney informed me.

I felt a slight sneer form on my lips. Of course he’s stopping to talk to Perky Penny—she hadn’t earned that nickname from her disposition. Even I couldn’t keep my eyes off her pert parts—which she kept properly covered in deference to the dress code at Lund Industries. But I knew that given the chance, she’d proudly display them as if she worked at Hooters.

Wouldn’t you?

Nope. Been there, done that.

Sydney muttered and I ignored her, hell-bent on finding the mistake. I leaned closer to the computer monitor, as if that would help. Ah, there it is. I highlighted the word in question. Had he meant to say disperse? Or disburse? And was there enough difference in the definitions to warrant a call for clarification?

Without checking the dictionary app on my computer, I said, “Sydney. You were an English major. What’s the difference between disperse and disburse?”

“Disburse means to pay out money. Disperse means to go in different directions,” a deep male voice answered.

I lifted my gaze to see none other than Brady Lund himself, the CFO of Lund Industries, looming over my desk.

Outwardly I maintained my cool even as I felt my neck heating beneath the lace blouse I wore. I picked up a pen and ignored the urge to give the man a once-over, because I already knew what I’d find: Mr. Freakin’ Perfect. Brady Lund was always impeccably dressed, showcasing his long, lean body in an insanely expensive suit. He was always immaculately coifed—his angular face smoothly shaven, his thick, dark hair artfully tousled, giving the appearance of boyish charm.

As if a shark could be charming.

My coworkers and I had speculated endlessly about whether the CFO plucked his dark eyebrows to give his piercing blue eyes a more visceral punch. And whether he practiced raising his left eyebrow so mockingly. For that reason alone I avoided meeting his gaze.

Okay, that was not the only reason. I didn’t make eye contact because the man defined hot, smart and sexy.

But he also defined smug—half the time. I wanted to ask if he job-shared with an evil twin, but I doubted he’d laugh since he had no sense of humor, from what I’d heard.

Aware that he awaited my response, I said, “Thank you for the clarification, Mr. Lund.”

“I shouldn’t have to clarify that since you’ve worked here for—what, ten months? Financial terms should be familiar to you by now.”

He was chastising me? First thing? My mouth opened before my brain screamed, STOP. “I’ve been employed here for almost a year, actually. And, sir, I’ll remind you that just because the office temps department is located on the sixth floor—one of the five floors that are the providence of the financial department—we floaters don’t specifically work only for the Finance department at Lund Industries. We also float between Human Resources, Marketing, Development and Acquisitions, as well as Legal.”

“Explain what you mean by floaters.”

“You had absolutely no idea that our small department exists, let alone what we do, do you?” I said tartly.

I heard Sydney suck in a sharp breath next to me. “What she means is that since as CFO you have an executive assistant and don’t normally personally utilize the services of the office temps—also known as floaters—you wouldn’t personally be aware of the breadth of our responsibilities,” Sydney inserted diplomatically. “Our department is supervised by Personnel.”

“Indeed. Then, please, enlighten me on which department you’re transcribing that document for?”


“Mind if I take a look?” Then he sidestepped my desk and sidled in behind me.

My body went rigid as he literally looked over my shoulder. I wasn’t as disturbed by the thought he might see something I had done wrong as I was by his close proximity. His very close proximity, since I could feel the heat of his body and was treated to a whiff of his subtle cologne.

He put his hand over mine on the mouse and murmured, “Pardon,” as he completely invaded my space. I didn’t move because it’d be my luck if I shifted my arm and elbowed the CFO in the groin.

Three clicks and two huffed breaths later, he retreated. “I apologize. I understand your confusion. Marcus in Marketing misused the word. It should be disburse. Nice catch.”

“That’s my job.”

“Since it’s a formal request, Marcus will have to correct it before you can pass it on to Legal. If you’ll give me the original paperwork, I’d be happy to drop it off in Marcus’s office on my way to my meeting.”

“Thank you, sir, for the offer. But company protocol requires me to deliver the paperwork directly to Marcus—Mr. Benito.”

His shoes were so silent I didn’t hear him move. One second he was behind me; the next he stood in front of me. “A real stickler for the rules, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir.” I finally met his gaze. “With all due respect, how do I know this isn’t some sort of performance review pretest?”

His lack of a smile indicated he wasn’t amused.

But I didn’t back down; I needed this job. It was the first job I’d ever had where I wasn’t slinging drinks or scrubbing toilets. Besides, the CFO—of all people—should be aware of the rules.

“Bravo, Miss Greene—sorry, that’s an assumption on my part. Or is it Mrs. Greene?”

“No, sir. Ms. Greene is fine. But I prefer to be called Lennox.”

Then Mr. Freakishly Perfect bestowed the mother lode of smiles; his lush lips curved up, his dimples popped out and the lines by his eyes crinkled. “Well, Lennox, please see that Marcus—Mr. Benito—is aware of his error before day’s end, because I will follow up on this.”

“Yes, sir.”

He nodded and started down the hallway.

I clenched my teeth to keep my jaw from dropping. Not just from the weird interlude, but because the man looked as good from the back as he did from the front.

“Holy shit.” Sydney breathed after she was sure he’d gone. “What was that?”

“No idea.”

“Lennox. He knows your name.”

“Of course he knows my name. It’s right here on my desk.” Working as a floater meant my nameplate went everywhere with me, but on the days I was at my desk I usually didn’t bother putting it out.

Aren’t you glad you bothered today?

“Come on. He was fishing for information on whether you were single.”

I groaned, hating that Sydney wouldn’t let this go. “So, now he knows . . .”

“Maybe he’ll ask you out,” she said with a drawn-out sigh.

“Maybe you should put some of that creative thinking into your report,” I retorted, and got back to work.


“Jenna. Could you come in when you have a free moment?”

I didn’t wait for my admin to answer. I just poked the intercom button off and spun around in my chair. Not even the forty-fourth-floor view of downtown Minneapolis held my interest.

Restlessness had dogged me the past several months. I kept waiting for it to abate, for something to occur that required my full focus. But nothing had happened either professionally or personally. I just continued to drift along, waiting for . . . what, exactly?

Your life to begin?

Jenna knocked twice and walked in. Why she bothered to knock escaped me; there was no pause between the knock and her entrance. One time when I asked her why she knocked first, she said her Midwestern upbringing was too ingrained to just barge in. I warned her that someday she might barge in and find me in a delicate situation. She’d retorted that if I actually took the time to do something bad, raunchy or out of character, she deserved to be the first person to witness it.

“You rang, sir?”

Sir. Jenna refused to call me Brady. It was “sir,” or “boss” or “Mr. Lund.” She’d been my admin for two years and I spent more time with her than anyone else in my life. When I was newly minted in my position as CFO, I’d equated her using my first name as a sign of our professional intimacy, whereas she saw using it as a sign of disrespect since she had fifteen years on me age-wise.

“Yes. Forgive my ignorance, but how closely do you work with the office temps—the floaters?”

She sat in the high-back leather chair across from my desk. “Not often. If you’ve got a large presentation that requires assembling reams of paperwork, I’ll ask for assistance. But they’re usually spread so thin down there it’s just easier to get Patrice to help out.”

Patrice. She was my admin’s secretary, which gave Patrice the false impression that she was somehow my undersecretary. And Patrice had made no bones about how much she’d like to be under me.

“Why do you ask?”

Because there’s this prim blonde I’m hot for who intrigues the hell out of me. “I ended up down on the sixth floor and publicly showed my ignorance about what the term floater means as well as what the office temp job entails.”

Jenna’s eyes widened. “I imagine that went over well with their department.”

“Not so much.”

“What were you doing down by Personnel? Are you looking for a new secretary, boss?”

“I’ll get you any secretary you want if you’ll send Patrice packing,” I said dryly.

“No deal. She’s still afraid of me. Once she loses that fear, she’ll slack off and I’ll replace her.”

“So that’s how it works with you and your minion. I wondered.”

“Back to the floaters. Did you find them lazing about or something?”

“No. And can’t someone come up with a better term for their department than floaters?”

“If you want to be technical, sir, in the past that group of employees used to be called the ‘secretarial pool.’ They’re permanent office workers who temporarily float to any department where additional help is needed, hence the term floaters.”

“I still don’t like it. Anyway . . . am I really that out of touch with this company that I didn’t know about the existence of an entire group of employees?”

“First of all, boss, the number of employees working for Lund Industries in the Twin Cities is over five thousand—fifteen hundred employees work in this building alone. You don’t know the minutiae of the dockworkers’ jobs any more than you do the floaters in the office temp department. That doesn’t make you out of touch. It makes the managers in those departments effective, because they’re not coming to you with personnel problems.”

“You should’ve gone into diplomacy.”

“It’s my job to remind you of yours—you cannot do it all and know it all, sir, though you are determined to try.” She smirked. “There are some people in this company who claim the floating crew of office workers concept is outdated and they’re proposing Lund do away with that department altogether and outsource temporary help when needed.”

“From your tone, I take it you don’t agree?”

Jenna pointed at my computer. “We have an IT department. They go to whatever department they’re needed in. I don’t see how the office temps are any different. Like with IT, it’s important to keep hiring new secretarial workers because they’re trained with the most recent technology.”

“You’ve given this more than just a passing thought.”

She shrugged. “My executive assistant title means ‘secretary with more responsibilities at a higher wage,’ so the office workers, floaters, secretaries—whatever you prefer to call them—are my sisters in arms. I get defensive when their abilities or importance is questioned.”

Usually Jenna was so even-keeled. Her brittle attitude alarmed me, so I needed to keep a closer eye on the situation with her sisters in arms, regardless of whether it was my job. “Where’d you hear these rumors about disbanding the temp workers?” I held up my hand. “Forget I asked. I know you won’t reveal your source. But I would ask, if you do hear anything else, to let me know so I can make sure Personnel handles it fairly.” I disliked Anita Mohr, the head of Personnel. Human Resources fielded more issues involving her than all other employees in this building. But she was my uncle Archer’s pet, so she had a weird immunity.

“Will do.” Jenna stood. “That was all you needed to talk to me about, sir?”


“Then I’ll remind you there’s a meeting at three in the boardroom.” She paused after opening the door. “And Maggie seemed really excited that your father has some kind of big opportunity for you.”

I gave Jenna an arch look. “As my admin, the least you could do—”

“Huh-uh, boss. You’re on your own with the craziness that is the Lund Board of Directors. Buzz me if you need anything else.”

I glanced at my watch. Even for a Friday, it was too early to start drinking.

Maggie, who’d been my father’s secretary for the past twenty years, was in deep conversation with my mother when I entered the anteroom to the boardroom. They both looked up and looked guilty as hell.

My eyes narrowed. “Who’s in your crosshairs now?”

“It should be you,” my mother cooed. “You are, as they say here, treading on thin water.”

I knew better than to roll my eyes. My mother defined over-the-top, but any show of disrespect resulted in threats yelled in Swedish. Selka Jensen had come to the United States from Sweden over three and a half decades ago to work as a fashion model. She met my dad, fell in love and abandoned the land of lingonberries and Ikea. So it made zero sense that she still spoke with an accent that sounded like Zsa Zsa Gabor doing an impersonation of Natasha from the Rocky and Bullwinkle cartoons. And she mixed up idioms—on purpose, I suspected—so she could remind people she wasn’t from around here. But she was a fiercely loving mother, a tireless supporter of community causes and devoted to my father above all else. It was a little freaky anytime I caught them making out like horny teenagers—thirty-five years of marriage hadn’t cooled their ardor. They’d provided the blueprint for what a marriage should be, which was a blessing and a curse. A curse mostly because Mom constantly reminded me of my single status.

“You mean skating on thin ice?” I corrected.

“Yah.” She bussed my cheek and then playfully tapped it. “My smart, handsome, successful son. Why is there no woman coming around to put smile on this gorgeous face, mmm? What good is all of this”—she gestured to the front of my body—“if you have no one to share it with?”

“I asked myself that exact same question.”


“And I came up with a reason. Eighty of them, actually.”

She frowned. “You joke.”

“No, I work eighty-plus hours a week.”

“Mom, stop harassing him,” my brother Walker said from the doorway. “Uncle M wants to get the meeting started.”

“Fine. But I haven’t forgotten where we are in this discussion,” she said as she sauntered past me.

I focused on Maggie. “Tell me about this opportunity my father is going to present to me.”

Maggie laughed. “I like me job, boy-o. I’ve no desire to get on the boss’s bad side.”

Hearing my mother’s accent always brought out Miss Maggie’s brogue. I wasn’t opposed to playing dirty to learn the truth of the “opportunity” about to be heaped upon me.

She wagged her finger in my face. “Save whatever charmin’ words be spillin’ from that silver tongue of yours, lad. I’ve been immune to the Lund charm for nigh on two decades.”

I set my palms flat on her desk and leaned in. “I’ve not got the charm gene, Miss Maggie, and you damn well know it. As a businessman I prefer to use incentives instead of flattery.”

“And what kind of incentive would you be flatterin’ me with, Mr. Lund?”

“A bottle of Midleton whiskey, distilled in County Cork. A rare bottle, lass. One wee nip and you’ll swear Saint Peter himself came down and poured the heavenly spirit into your soul.”

Maggie whapped me on the arm. “No charm, my arse, Brady Lund. Although your attempt at a puttin’ an Irish lilt in that Yankee voice is laughable, I’ll admit you’ve piqued my interest.”

I grinned.

“But offer me something else. Your da gave me a bottle of Midleton for my birthday, so you’ll have to do better on the bribery.”

“A ticket to the Super Bowl when the Vikings finally make it in this century.”

She snorted. “Oh, that’s a pie-in-the-sky dream, with the lousy way those lads have been playin’. That’s one favor I’d never be collectin’ on, yeah?”

“Point for Miss Maggie.” I threw a look at the conference room door. “What’ll it take?”

“I don’t need you to buy me anything, Brady Lund.” She cocked her head. “But you could do be doin’ me a wee favor. Tit for tat, eh?”

“Name it.”

“My young niece Siobhan is visitin’ from Ireland. It’d be lovely if you could take her to dinner and a nightclub. Give her the true American experience. She’s been stuck with me all week.”

Shah-von. That had a sexy ring to it. “When?”

“Tomorrow night, since she’s leavin’ for California on Monday.”

“Deal. Now what’s the opportunity?”

Maggie leaned across the desk. “The boss man’s given in to your ma’s badgering about you getting out in the community more to represent the Lund name and he’s givin’ you the first choice of one of her pet projects. ‘Choice’ bein’ the operative word, because you don’t got one, but you—as the oldest—do get to choose first.”

Great. “What are they?”

“First, an entire weekend helping her with the annual art sale, fund-raiser and ball for the Minnesota Arts Foundation. Seems that’d be the easy one, yeah? Not so, lad. She’s plannin’ on holdin’ a bachelor auction as a fund-raiser, and she means to put you or your brothers or your cousins up on the podium for sale!”

“I’ll pass on that one. What are my other options?”

“Being a runway model for a charity fashion show put on by Dayton’s and the Minneapolis Art Institute.”

I could just see them giving me nothing but a strategically placed canvas to wear. “Pass. Next?”

“Participating in activities for at-risk youth for the Lund Cares Community Outreach program. That one will give you more leeway, but since the commitment is for Saturdays when you’re always buried in work, no one will ever be expectin’ you to pick it.”

My eyes narrowed. “This isn’t some reverse psychology thing you and Mom cooked up?”

“So suspicious, but I can’t say as I blame ya. God love yer ma, but she’s got some barmy ideas.”

I kissed her cheek. “Thank you. You’re the best. What time should I pick up Siobhan?”

Her eyes danced. “Can ya send a car service for her? She’d get a right kick outta that.”

That actually worked better for me, not having to make small talk at the door. And not letting Maggie witness firsthand how little charm I actually possessed when it came to chatting up women I didn’t know. “Absolutely. Say . . . seven?”

“Perfect.” Maggie gave me a push. “Get in there. Good luck.”

Meet the Author

Lorelei James is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Mastered Series, featuring Caged and Unraveled, and the Blacktop Cowboys® Series, featuring Wrapped and Strapped and Hillbilly Rockstar. Her books have won the Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award, as well as the CAPA Award. She lives in western South Dakota with her family.

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What You Need: The Need You Series 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 33 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have been reading books by Ms. James for years now! She has covered the gamut of sexy cowboys, bullriders, bartenders, fighters and more. She has taken this series into a completely new setting....and done so without missing a beat! The character development and engaging plot line that I have come to expect from this author did not disappoint. It appears she can write anything, in any genre, that she chooses and leave readers wanting more! Just because the billionaire plotline has been a popular trope in recent years, I encourage you not to miss this one! Lennox and Brady, and their families, leave you moving quickly from one page to the next to find out what will happen next, and how the story will unfold. This series is reminds me of a second child....you wonder how you can possibly love it as much as the first. Then you read it, and you know it is a whole different venture, you love it for its differences, and are better for having had the experience. I look forward to reading about the rest of this dynamic family.
Anonymous 6 months ago
This book was a chore to get through.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I've been a fan of Lorelei James for many years....I love the dynamics of series books and continuing stories. This new spin on a power family has already got me hooked.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is okay for lj, but she's done way better. Some familiar themes but the dialog is off for the setting in corporate minneapolis. Also brady has a split personality. He's shy and insecure and overly confident and dominating. I can believe those things coexist, but there's no character development for him. It just falls flat. Still a good read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I very much enjoyed this book. The story was very well thoughtout and the characters were refreshing- both simple and complex- as well as wonderfully relatable. I'm glad I took a chance on this book and author and look forward to future works.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Im a big fan of all of Lorelie James books as well as her Lori Armstrong stories. This new series does not disappoint. I enjoyed the unexpected sweetness of Brady but still showing his alpha male side. Lennoxs honesty was refreshing and I immediately loved her. Im excited to see this new series continue.
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SandyCONative More than 1 year ago
Another Awesome Book from Lorelei James! Loved it! What You Need is a sweet romance that’s different from Lorelei James other series. Brady and Lennox are perfect together despite coming from completely different backgrounds. Brady is a nerd billionaire heir. While Lennox had a hard life growing up and turned into a rebel wild child. Aside from the sweet romance it also includes an intervention, some football, corporate politics and Brady’s mother, Selka. She cracked me up! All of Lorelei’s books have one constant element They all contain an awesome storyline that runs full circle for the main characters but hooks you in and leaves you wanting to know more about the peripheral characters and What You Need is no exception. I’m looking forward to the rest of the series.
romance_junkie89 More than 1 year ago
This was a fabulous book. Brady was a hot guy with a geeky childhood which made him so lovable. Lennox was a reformed wild child. What made this book so good is that these character were human. They weren't perfect carbon copies of every other couple. They were unique. They made mistakes that people make everyday and had to do a little groveling along the way. You want regret getting What You Need.
Kdow2001 More than 1 year ago
I've loved Lorelei's books for years and was excited to read a new type of series. I was a bit hesitant at first thinking I would miss my cowboys but then I met Brady and HELLOOO!! I thoroughly enjoyed this book and meeting new characters. Lennox is awesome and a no holds barred female lead. She speaks her mind, acting all tough when she's hiding a painful past. In walks Brady and BAM! The chemistry between the two is off the charts. I loved watching this relationship evolve. Can two emotionally scarred people find true love? Read this story and find out. It really is can amazing read!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I'm convinced that Lorelei James could write a cookbook and I would be enthralled with it. Her ability to weave a story, no matter the genre, and write three dimensional characters is unparalleled. What You Need is the first book in her new contemporary romance Need You series. If you know her for her Rough Riders series or her Mastered series this is way different but no less great. If you've never read her before and are a fan of contemporary romance THIS is the perfect book for you. Lennox has landed her self a spot in my top 10 favorite heroines of all time. I'm not really sure how to adequately explain her except just to say she is definitely not what you think when you first meet her. Keep reading to discover the wealth of Lennox's layers and be prepared to be amazed by her and what she has accomplished. Brady is....*sigh*.....amazing. He is kind, generous, smart, hard working, shy, and sometimes awkward but when he comes out of his shell he will blow you away at his ability to make you swoon. Lennox and Brady are literally opposites but they are exactly what the other needs. The story is intriguing and catchy as well as sexy and sweet. The plot is strong and well written. The sex is minimum but the sexual tension and banter will fry you. The secondary characters are perfect and they really add depth and character to the overall story. I am so excited to get to read the stories of the other Lund brothers and cousins. If you are a fan of Bella Andre, Jill Shalvis, or Katy Regnery you will absolutely adore this series!! Definite must read!
elephanteater42 More than 1 year ago
I don’t remember how I discovered Lorelei’s James’s books; most likely I spotted a freebie on Amazon many years ago. What I can say, though, is that I’m very glad I came across her work. I was quite excited for her release of The Need You Series, and having now read the first book, What You Need, I can’t wait for the release of the second book, Just What I Needed. In this first book, we’re introduced to the Lund family, in particular Brady Lund and his love interest, Lennox Greene. Brady, whom I’d describe as a sexy nerd in need of a little non-work excitement, and Lennox, a woman who is determined to achieve success, have set high expectations for their lives, of which falling in love wasn’t included. If you’re already a fan of Lorelei’s books, I think you’ll find this series is a bit different from her previous ones; however, don’t let that discourage you from reading it, because you definitely don’t want to miss out on these characters. If you’ve never read any of her work before, I recommend you give this book a try. It’s a really nice introduction to what I think will be a great series.
brandihowell1 More than 1 year ago
Loved this start of the Need You Series. Brady Lund geek at heart. Not sure around the opposite sex but with a body most ladieslove to look at. He sees Lennox and things aren't the same. He crushes after her for a couple of months before things come to a head. Lennox Greene has had a bad time in her younger years. She tries to leave that behind as part of the Lund Industries floater/temp department. She has notice Brady but that is the extent of it. These two have sparks from the beginning. I loved the ups and downs as they find their way. Can't wait til the next book!!!
Sarijane More than 1 year ago
First in a new series, I decided to reread this one for a refresher before writing a review and for the release of book 2 coming soon. I fell in love with Brady the first time I read this and just fell in love all over again. He is definitely different from most heroes in the books I read but in a good way all his own. Lennox is awesome. The two of them together is beautiful, emotional, hot, engaging. Each has pain and issues from their pasts to deal with. I loved this book the first time I read it and love it even more now. I can’t fully express how great this book is. I highly recommend it and can’t wait for book 2!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I've enjoyed Lorelei James' other series, and I'm excited to see where this series goes. I don't normally read this style of romance, but figured I'd give it a try. James does a nice job of subtly bringing up class-based issues and how they help shape us at adults.
UnderJen More than 1 year ago
This is a whole new bag of tricks for Lorelei James.... You won't be disappointed with this amazing contemporary. Looking forward to the next one.
Coffee-Wine-Books More than 1 year ago
I don't often read contemporary romance, but I've never been disappointed in one of Lorelei James' books, so I was more than willing to give this new series a try. What can I say? The woman can write. Interesting, relatable, multi-dimensional characters, excellent story, steamy love scenes, all in a refreshingly new setting. I really enjoyed Lennox and Brady--their story was sweet, funny, sexy, and emotional. I can't wait to see what Ms. James has in store for us next.
JBarr02 More than 1 year ago
This is the first book in a new series and a shorter read than I am used to from this author. It's also a tamer romance than the other series of her's I have read. With that being said I still really enjoyed it and meeting Brady and Lennox. I love how I've never been to this part of the mid-west but while reading I feel like I'm there. The details about the food, drinks, culture and area are great and are always amazing in any Lorelei James book. I enjoyed meeting the friends and family in this book and am looking forward to reading the rest of this series. A great light fun easy read perfect for reading while lounging by the pool or beach!
D_Widener More than 1 year ago
Lorelei hits it out of the park once again. It's a must read in my book.
WyoWriter More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this book. The characters were interesting, the story well done and interesting. It was fun to have a new setting and completely different type of characters for James' previous series. I highly recommend this book (would actually give it 4 1/2 stars if possible) and look forward to the next one in the series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have read all her books and some if read three time, LOL I just finished this one and I in love with this new series already, Brady and Lennox are like a breath of fresh air! Can't wait to read about the rest of the family!
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Cant wait for the next story in this series. You knocked it out the park Lorelie!