Series: Chase Brothers #2
Published by Entangled: Lovestruck
Publication Date: January 18th 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Disclaimer: I voluntarily reviewed a copy of this book. All opinions stated are solely mine.
Kelsie Reed is over bad luck and bad men. Newly dumped, she’s now the pathetically single maid of honor in her sister’s wedding—and her ex is the best man. But then a plumbing meltdown in her apartment sends her sexy neighbor running to her rescue. He’s got “serial dater” written all over him, which is unfortunate because the man is hot.
Sawyer Chase loves women, but settling down? He’ll leave that to his brothers, thank you very much. But when Kelsie confesses she’s a dating disaster and is about to become the laughing stock of her family wedding, Sawyer takes control. He’s got one week to teach her how to land the man of her dreams, and he’ll do it on her terms: no touching, no kissing, and definitely nothing more.
But some rules need to be broken, especially when, for once, there’s something on the line worth fighting for…
Once again, Sarah Ballance delivers the entertaining, sweet and sexy read I have come to expect from her books in this second installment of the Chase Brothers’ series.
Kelsie Reed is in a dilemma. She has the worst luck when it comes to dating and men and as the maid of honor at her sister’s wedding, she needs a date ASAP especially because her ex who just dumped her is the best man. Well, she doesn’t have to look very far for help because a plumbing accident brings her in contact with the solution to her problems in the form of her neighbor and serial dater, Sawyer.
Sawyer Chase is an undisputed ladies’ man and his reputation precedes him, so when his dating-challenged neighbor enlists his help in finding a man, Sawyer is all in. But will he be able to teach her everything she needs to learn in seven dates? Or has the commitment-phobe met the one woman who will tempt him to settle down?
FOR SEVEN NIGHTS ONLY is an enjoyable story of opposites attracting, with humorous moments, fun banter guaranteed to bring a smile to your face and the heat set to high. Kelsie and Sawyer kept me laughing as they navigated their non-relationship while trying to make Kelsie over into a man magnet. I like the growth in their relationship from barely tolerating each other to their HEA. It’s always delightful to see the men that are most resistant to love and commitment fall really hard and the author does a great job with the build-up to that.
This was cute and lighthearted fun and I look forward to more from this series.
“You’re pretty when you smile.”
“Thank you.” She paused, then shot him another look. He’d caught her off guard with his seemingly honest compliment, but he was a player, no doubt playing his game as a reflex. “You do realize this is about you giving me tips on attracting a man, and not about you trying to attract me?”
“I’m not trying, sweetheart. But now that you mention it”—he snagged her elbow and gently pulled her out of the flow of sidewalk traffic, Marmaduke trotting behind—“part of attracting a guy is having confidence.” As he spoke, he maneuvered her against the wall, propping his coffee-holding arm beside her and leaning treacherously close until she could feel the heat of his skin.
“Lesson number one,” he said. “There’s not a man alive who won’t fall over himself to get to a woman with confidence, but you’ve got to believe in yourself. The sexier you feel, the more attractive you’ll be. I bet if you…unburied yourself from those mounds of clothes you wear, you wouldn’t need me at all.”
Stunned, she twisted her head to look at him. Big mistake. Green eyes studied her with a ferocity that made no sense, considering the lazy sprawl of the grin that overtook his lips.
“I’m not taking off my clothes,” she managed. Barely. “But nice try. And next time, do us both a favor and spare the theatrics.” Despite her irritation with him, her heart stuttered in her chest, the busy New York street a mere backdrop to the sudden intimacy of his whispered oath. His clean scent enveloped her, lingering with that of the coffee to dull everything that wasn’t pegged on him.
“Let me make one thing clear,” he said softly. Intently. “Theatrics aren’t my thing. I don’t bullshit. If I say a woman is sexy, it’s because I mean it. And if I say I want her, I mean that, too.” He paused, giving a passing glance to Marmaduke, who was in a fierce tug-of-war with Sawyer’s shoe string. The string appeared to be winning. “And make no mistake, sweetheart. Should you ever bring yourself to admit out loud that you want me to fuck you, assuming I’m not otherwise occupied, you damn well better brace yourself.”
It was a good thing she had the wall at her back. She needed it. His words, a thinly veiled seduction, tore at her defenses. It had been too long since anything had.
But if he thought she’d fall for his playboy games, he’d better think again.
“I have a better idea,” she said sweetly. “How about I save the trouble of all that bracing, and you go fuck yourself instead?”