Mission: Resist one saucy redhead's attempts to de-Scrooge him and seduce him!
Silversmith Frankie Silvera has lost her creative mojo. And she knows how to get it backby getting her sexy on with a certain hot sailor. Just the thought of Phillip's hard, Navy-trained body against her, and everything goes molten. He's the "inspiration" Frankie needs for the holidays!
Navy SEAL Phillip Banks is the prince of protocol. But after his last mission went horribly off-course, all of that control has dissipated. Now he's at the mercy of one very determined female who is pulling out all the stops on Operation Christmasincluding red-hot lingerie and the promise of oh-so-wicked delights But does giving in mean giving up everything he's worked for?
About the Author
Avid reader, neurotic writer and die-hard shoe fanatic, New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author Tawny Weber has been writing sassy, sexy stories for Harlequin since her first book hit the shelves in 2007. When not obsessing over deadlines, she’s watching Johnny Depp movies, scrapbooking or hanging out on Facebook and Twitter. Come by and visit her on the web at www.tawnyweber.com
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If she had a fairy godmother, Frankie Silvera would be sending her a big ol' thank-you bouquet for giving her the perfect opportunity to make some of her naughtiest dreams come true.
Or maybe it was her creative muse.
This was the kind of place that definitely inspired creativity. The Las Vegas penthouse was a kaleidoscope of sensations. Neon lights glinted off sparkling chandeliers, sending colorful sparkles over the crowd of partyers. Dressed in everything from sequins to plastic, denim to silk, bodies filled the room, covering the leather couches, perched on chrome stools around the horseshoe bar and flowing onto the dance floor.
Accentuating it all were intense music, free-flowing booze and men. So, so many men.
And, oh, baby, they were gorgeous.
It wasn't just knowing that most of these muscular, sexy men were Navy SEALs that made Frankie's insides dance. It was knowing that somewhere among them was her dream hottie and the answer to all of her problems.
She just had to find him.
Frankie had barely turned around before a pair of arms engulfed her.
"Lara, this is so fabulous." Frankie leaned back to take a good look at the other woman. "Not as fabulous as you, though. Wow, you look great."
Not a lie. Lara Banks had always been gorgeous. Tall and exotic with big green eyes and a body that made men drool. But today, she actually glowed. Her white satin dress was short and sassy, her auburn hair cut at a wicked angle and her Jimmy Choos put her a couple inches over six foot.
"You look good, too. Thank you for being here," Lara said, as if she really meant it.
Not that Frankie would blame her for just being polite. Despite having practically grown up in Lara's backyard, it wasn't as if the two women had been close. Lara's parents had been high-society snobs with very specific ideas of whom their children could associate with, and the granddaughter of their housekeeper wasn't on their list. Not that that would have mattered to Lara. But Lara had been totally absorbed in dance, running away at seventeen to dance on Broadway.
It wasn't until a few months back, when Lara paid her first visit to her family's estate in eight years, that the two women had gotten past that awkward "I know you but don't remember much more" stage.
"Thanks for inviting me to the wedding," Frankie said. "I have to say, when you do things, you definitely do them your way. This is amazing."
"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you," Lara murmured, pulling Frankie close for another hug.
" Sure, you would. I just got you drunk and let you talk," Frankie said with a laugh. All it'd taken was a bottle of Patron and a tray of Nana's brownies to finally break through Lara's defensive shell.
Frankie envied the woman, blown away by how much in love she was with her SEAL. She liked to think she'd be able to pull that off someday. True love, happily ever after, lifelong sex. Maybe in a few years, after she'd reestablished her business, rebuilt her credit and lost five pounds. Maybe.
"You were wonderful. A friend when I needed one." Lara squeezed Frankie's arms before stepping back and fingering her necklace. "And thank you for the early gift. It's my something new, but I'll be wearing it all the time."
Frankie tilted her head and tried to smile. A couple of years ago, she'd been celebrated in various circles, written up in magazines and on her way to building a stellar reputation as a gifted silversmith who specialized in quirky elegance. People had been lining up for her jewelry, and she'd been doing great. She'd had a fat contract from two national jewelers and more orders than she could handle. She'd invested in new equipment and leased a studio so she wasn't working out of her apartment. She'd even treated herself to a hot-off-the-showroom-floor Mini Cooper S convertible.
She'd had the dream. Then she'd blown it.
Nine months ago, she'd gotten the dreaded block.
All of her creative juices had dried up. Everything she made turned out hideous. She'd lost clients, she'd lost contracts, she'd lost her lease.
Six months ago she'd moved in with her grandmother.
Now she was making quirky customized Christmas ornaments to pay the bills. She'd told everyone she was exploring a new phase of art, when in reality all she wanted was what she'd had before.
She eyed the necklace, seriously proud of how it had turned out. With its edgy geometric shapes of copper, silver and bronze, it was perfect for Lara. Apparently she could only create great jewelry if she wasn't getting paid for it.
"Three of my dancer friends asked me if you'd be here," Lara said with a grin. "They all want you to design special pieces for them, too."
"I'm not doing jewelry anymore," Frankie demurred, trying not to sound bitter. For a while she'd hoped that her creativity would be like a feral cat, and if she pretended she wasn't interested it'd sneak up behind her.
It hadn't worked.
But Frankie was sure her plan tonight would.
"I told the girls you'd say that, but they're stubborn. Be prepared to fend off requests." Lara glanced around, then gave Frankie a wicked grin. "And not just for jewelry. You're catching a lot of looks, girly."
Frankie offered her trademark mischievous smile and twisted one red curl around her finger. She didn't need to look around to confirm that. A girl always knew when guys were checking out her ass.
"See anything you like?" Lara asked.
A room full of sexy guys with smoking-hot bodies?
What wasn't to like?
They were enticing as hell, but if she was going to get wild, she only wanted one guy.
"I'm here to celebrate," Frankie said dismissively. "Not to hook up."
"You're in Las Vegas, Frankie. Go wild. Have fun." Lara laughed. "Don't forget, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas."
"Tempting, but I'm not the wild Vegas type," Frankie told her, keeping her secret dream just thatsecret. After all, she and Lara might have practically grown up together, but they weren't close enough for Frankie to share her hope of finding a guy she'd only seen a handful of times over the past ten years and seducing him.
Especially not when the guy was Lara's brother.
"You are so the wild type," Lara claimed, grabbing two glasses of champagne off a passing waiter's tray.
"Me? Wild?" Frankie pressed her hand to her chest and laughed before taking one of the glasses with a nod of thanks.
"Wasn't it you who was caught skinny-dipping in the high school swimming pool?" Lara sipped her bubbly and arched her brow. "You used to have blue hair and go to raves, right?"
"I just went for the dancing. And the blue seriously clashed with my freckles." Frankie grimaced. "But that's not wild. It just proves that I had questionable taste in hairstyles."
"Okay," Lara murmured. "So it wasn't you who constructed a metal elephant in the principal's office your senior year, led a protest against school lunches in sixth grade and had a childhood reputation for streaking."
Frankie pressed her lips together to hold back her giggle.
"Well, that streaking does show a wild side," she acknowledged. "Of course, I was three at the time."
She looked around the room, wondering if she could still pull it off. Granted, she wasn't three anymore, but she still had dimples on her butt. That had to be worth something.
"You work way too hard," Lara said, rubbing her hand over Frankie's shoulder. "Give yourself a break. Give yourself this weekend."
Frankie shook her head, forcing her smile to stay bright despite the tension spiking through her system. She'd spent the past six months feeling as if she were drowning and one day short of six months pretending she wasn't. So any acknowledgment of working too hard would ruin all of her well-developed pretending.
But the invitation to take the weekend?
That she'd be happy to take.
Both women turned toward the makeshift stage at one end of the penthouse to see a gorgeous guy gesturing.
"Looks like Dominic wants to dance," Frankie said.
"You wanna come dance with us?" Lara offered, her eyes not leaving her man.
"You go," Frankie said. "Have fun."
"Stick around for cake," Lara said, not needing to be told twice. In a blink, the other woman was halfway across the room, making Frankie laugh.
Finishing her champagne, Frankie watched the happy couple get down and bust some impressive moves. She wanted that.
Not just someone to dance with, although a guy who could match her moves would be sweet.
What did it feel like to be in that kind of relationship? One where two people could block out a huge room full of partying people simply by looking into each other's eyes?
Frankie watched Dominic pull Lara into his arms, their bodies keeping perfect rhythm even as he lifted her hand to his lips to brush a kiss over her knuckles.
It was pure romance.
And not why she was here, Frankie reminded herself.
She wasn't looking for romance or forever after, like Lara had been.
She was looking for a very specific guy. The one she'd had a giant crush on as a preteen, the one who'd inspired all of her teenage fantasies and quite a few of her sexier adult ones.
The one whoshe was positivewould turn everything around, if she could get him. Unlock her creativity and, with it, her confidence. Because lying to herself was only going to keep working for so long.
Accepting a second glass of liquid courage that tasted like champagne, she decided it was time to get to work on making this the best weekend of her life.
Not an easy task. She gave a soundless whistle, looking around. There were at least two hundred people here. Figuring it was a gift that all the guys were hot and sexy and made searching fun, she moved through the bodies to cross the room.
Whoa. Frankie narrowed her eyes, her heart picking up an extra beat and excitement dancing in her stomach.
Was that him?
She shifted to the right, trying to see around the crush of dancing bodies to the booths at the far end of the penthouse.
Sitting alone in a booth and looking as though he wanted to be anywhere else but in that room, her dream guy was nursing a drink. His mahogany hair was shorn with military precision. A navy blue sweater covered his broad shoulders, emphasizing his perfect posture and, from what she could see, a gorgeous chest.
He was even better looking now.
She didn't think they'd exchanged more than ten words her entire life. But she'd watched him. As a kid, because he looked like the heroes she read about in school. As a teen, because he looked like one of the actors on her favorite TV show. And as an adult, because he looked like a hottie who'd burn up the sheets. Most of her watching had been from afar whenever he visited his parents' house in Maryland.
But now, here he was. Up close and about to get personal.
And, oh, my, was he hot.
Nerves danced in her stomach. It was one thing to dream about seducing her fantasy guy. She'd spent untold hours playing out the scenarios. She credited her artistic mind for the diverse variety of those scenarios, everything from Phillip staring at her blankly or laughing in her face to him looking at her with a combination of intrigue and desire in his eyes toevery once in a while, if she'd had an extra glass of winehis confessing that he'd been lusting after her for years.
She knew that scenario was far-fetched given that the last time he'd seen her she had been fifteen and going through the bohemian stage of her search for her personal art style. She'd spent months wearing burlap, shunning shampoo and was usually covered in burns from the soldering iron she used to make her avant-garde metal sculptures.
But hey, maybe she'd get lucky. In one form or another.
Frankie bounced across the floor in her beribboned Lu-cite heels, wondering if this was how Cinderella had felt when she'd spotted the prince at the ball.
Half delighted, half terrified.
And totally turned on.
Strippers, body shots, flashing lights and wild dancing. Las Vegas at its finest.
Otherwise known as one of Lieutenant Phillip Banks's many versions of hell. Right up there with email spam, traffic jams and drug kingpins with a taste for exotic torture.
A man who believed in discipline, he made a point to do everything in his power to avoid the first two and take down the latter.
Especially the latter.
Phillip stared at his drink, slowly twisting the glass this way, then that, while memories of his time as Valdero's unwilling guest flashed through his mind.
After he'd been captured on a mission gone wrong, it had taken his team three days to effect a rescue. In those three days, Phillip had experienced new levels of pain, discovered rage and reevaluated his beliefs about revenge.
For most of his life, his goal had been to be the best. To excel in all thingsschool, the military and the SEALs.
Now all he wanted was revenge on that sadistic son of a bitch, Valdero. And he planned to get it. He had the operation mapped out, he had a good idea who had sold out the team and he was ready to lead the mission to take Valdero down.
Phillip gulped his scotch with a grimace.
Hell, he'd even gone above and beyond the mandatory psych evaluation to ensureand prove to those in commandthat he was mentally capable of handling it.
He was ready.
Unfortunately, he was also in Las Vegas.
Frowning, Phillip looked around. He'd rather be in Coronado, studying strategy and perfecting his plan.
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't think twice about doing an about-face and making for the nearest exit.
But this wasn't a normal circumstance.
This, God help him, was his sister's wedding.
A headache throbbing behind his left eye, he leaned his head against the back of the booth, watching the dancers wriggling all over the modified stage. He cringed when the leggy brunette in the middle did a wicked bump and grind.
"Helluva party," someone said, forcing Phillip to quit glaring at his dancing sister.
When he saw who was speaking, he automatically came to attention.
"The party, it's the wildest wedding I've ever attended." Lieutenant Commander Blake Landon winced as the groom got up on stage, too, showing an impressive bump and grind of his own. "Although I'm pretty sure I didn't need to see that."
Wondering where he could get his eyeballs sandblasted, Phillip could only grunt his agreement.
"You're not celebrating?" Landon asked, dropping into the chair opposite Phillip so his back was turned toward the stage. Phillip would have preferred that spot if not for his policy to always sit with his back against a wall.
"I'm sure Lara considers my being here celebration enough," Phillip responded, figuring that and an appropriate wedding gift were really all anyone could ask of him.
"That was a good thing you did, giving the bride away."
Swirling the ice melting in his second scotch that night, Phillip could only shrug. A year agohell, six months agohe'd been in what he considered peak form for a military officer. He'd trained hard, he was at the top of his game physically and mentally and he'd been completely unencumbered. He'd had no family to answer to, and his relationships with his fellow SEALs had been distant enough for him to do his job without any emotional baggage. And he'd been absolutely positive that he was on the right track.
He was reluctantly attending a tacky Las Vegas wedding with half of the SEAL platoon, his entire team and a sister he'd spent most of his life comfortably estranged from. And his right track? That had taken a sharp turn left.
"Sir?" he said, leaning forward, knowing his words would be easily drowned out by the loud music if anyone else were listening. "Any word on Candy Man?"
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Fun book. It starts out with Lara and Dominic's wedding (A SEAL's Fantasy). Lara is Phillip's sister, so he is there at the wedding, even though he really doesn't want to be. They weren't close growing up and have only recently reconnected. Also at the wedding is Frankie, one of Lara's friends. Frankie is the granddaughter of the Banks' family housekeeper and had a crush on Phillip while growing up. She is a jewelry maker who is currently going through a creative dry spell, and thinks that some hot sex with her girlhood crush will loosen things up. He doesn't recognize her and she doesn't tell him who she is, and disappears the next morning before he wakes up. Phillip's reputation in the SEAL team is that of always being in control, focused on the rules and the right way to do something. But his latest mission had something go terribly wrong and he is having a hard time dealing with it. He's recovered physically, but his emotions are all over the place. Plus his career has hit a bump and he's sent on temporary duty to teach at the Naval Academy while the other members of his team go after the people who captured him. He's stunned to find his one night stand (who he hasn't been able to forget) at his parents' home. He knows he should keep his distance, but the attraction is just as hot now as it was then. Frankie hadn't expected to see Phillip again, especially so soon. It was definitely a shock for both of them. Though she'd had high hopes for the return of her creativity, it hadn't happened. Now that he's there, she's hoping that some more exposure will do the trick. It was interesting to see these two very different people fall for each other. Phillip is controlled, rule-following, and focused. Frankie is creative, very emotional, and fun-loving. She is also pretty sensitive, and it doesn't take long for her to realize that he has something big eating at him. She also discovers pretty quickly that he doesn't talk about emotions. I ached for him at times because being back in his childhood home didn't bring back any happy memories for him - just the opposite. I enjoyed seeing Frankie drag him kicking and screaming into the holidays. And Phillip discovered that just being around Frankie helped ease his feelings of being out of control. Both of them do their best to avoid admitting that there is more between them than just sex. Frankie has herself convinced that there is no way that she is good enough for him. Phillip thinks he's too broken, plus marriage has never been in his career plan. I loved seeing his inner shock when he realizes that he's done something he never thought possible - fall in love. I wanted to shake Frankie when she allowed her own fears and insecurities keep her from accepting what he was offering. I grinned when Phillip got an unexpected pep talk from his sister, and I cheered when Frankie's friend Shayla read her the riot act for falling into the same trap she always does when things start to go well. The ending was really sweet, with Phillip really shining in the way that he understands Frankie and Frankie making sure that he knows that she loves him for himself and doesn't expect him to give up who he is for her. There were several really emotional parts, but my favorite was when Castillo was filling him in on the results of the mission that Phillip wasn't allowed to participate in. Phillip was really blown away by what he learned. Full review at: http://susans2016readingblog.blogspot.com/2016/04
Hot, steamy, and ready to warm up your wintery nights with this read! But you will have to see for yourself if what they say about opposites can love one another!
Light fluff w/just the right amount of angst to keep it interesting. A good read. Recommend it as an easy escape from the stress of life; something we all need now & again.
“Opposites attract” certainly holds true in this HOT story! I loved the whole beginning of this story. The entire scene in Las Vegas and Frankie’s motivation for being there (to see Phillip) were just really fun to think about (I’m trying to be vague so that I don’t spoil anything!) As the story progressed, I enjoyed how the characters, especially Phillip, changed and grew. I think it’s true that if two people are really meant to be together, that they can bring out the best in each other. Frankie and Phillip are both flawed and wounded, but as they spent more time together, it’s more like those flaws were like puzzle pieces that the other had the fit to. It was refreshing to see something like that in a story as opposed to just reading how two perfect people meet and have a happily ever after. I would love to read more of Tawny’s SEAL books!!! ***I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review***
I loved it!!! Philip and Frankie together are great and im so glad that we had some Lara, Dominic,Landon and Lane in the story I can't wait to read the next one
My Thoughts: Tawny Weber's Uniformly Hot SEALs series has been a very enjoyable bunch of books. I've only read two so far, but even one was enough to hook me into wanting to read the rest of them. This is the second one I've read, and let me tell ya--totally awesome, romantic, sweet, and pulling me in even more! Frankie and Phillip are perfectly and imperfectly matched. They have solid chemistry in the romance department, but when it comes to the holidays, not so much. It's not his thing, but it is hers. Phillip's reluctance becomes Frankie's determination to turn him around. One thing they both have in common is that they don't want to fall in too deep with each other. There's no forever in the stars for them... or is there? Christmas with a SEAL is a steamy cup of hot chocolate on a cold day. Frankie is an absolute doll, and Phillip is super sexy. I could snuggle under a blanket and read this one again... along with all the rest of the SEALs novels from Tawny Weber, because they are that good. My Rating: Very Good
Love the "Uniformily Hot"series of stories hot military heroes. This is another great fun read, Frankie is fun n funky to offset Phillip's staid proper by the book life, a compliment to each other. A feel good holiday story.
You just have to love the “SEAL” books by Tawny Weber, and this new one is no exception. Not only are the characters very likeable, but the stories are fun – and – they actually have content.
A fun and sexy read, this book combines a young girls crush from growing up with some need for personal healing for both characters. Sexy SEAL Phillip Banks comes from money but he's all military. But when a mission goes wrong, he doubts himself and is chased by some nightmares. Frankie has had a crush on Phillip since she was young but he doesn't recognize her at his sisters wedding. The sparks that fly between them are healing to both of them for different reasons but it's just a one night stand. Yeah, right. I really enjoyed this one. I like military men. I like girls acting on crushes from their youth. I like quirky female leads that bring out the strength in those broken military guys. I like books that read fast and I only look up when I'm done. Add in some Christmas spirit and some sexy times and it all combines to be a great read. If you enjoy the extra sexy side of harlequin and a great Christmas story, then you'll enjoy this one.
There was a lot to like in this book. I especially enjoyed the up close and personal with Phillip Banks, who came across so stiff and proper in the prior book in the series with his long-lost/run-away sister. Phillip - Always upright and proper, always doing what's expected of him. He really needed Frankie to help him loosen up and learn how to enjoy things, including the holiday, since that was largely taken away from him because of his overly proper and society-focused mother. Frankie - Enjoyed the silversmith profession and how she was so dragged down by her current lack of creativity. Being in the midst of a slump with my own creativity, I get that she was trying to break out of the slump. These two were perfect for each other and of course we got to see the prior couple get married AND do their part to bring these two together. I think one of the most enjoyable moments for me was when Phillip had to go tree hunting with Frankie and ran into a commander who forced him to uproot his intended plans. I just loved him slumping around in the woods. For a SEAL, it was amusing he was so cranky about it. Loved loved LOVED Frankie's grandmother. On the whole, the book was great. Check it out. Book provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. Review originally posted to Tory Michaels' Time Out.
To Sir with Love Yes I know that was a title of another book somewhere else but I have been waiting for Phillip’s book for a while, in particular since Tawny’s last book. Phillip “Sir” Banks is an upstanding, straight-laced, stick up his ass kind of officer, the kind his fellow Seals aren’t too sure about. After a mission goes bad and he’s captured and tortured, all he can think about is revenge. Until he meets Frankie. Frankie Silvera has had a crush on Phillip since her days as his housekeeper’s granddaughter. When she attends his sister, Lara’s, wedding, she has the perfect chance to act on that desire. On a deeper level, her jewelry design business is floundering and she needs inspiration and fast. Who better than a lifelong crush? They spend an explosive night together and Vegas, both intended to let it stay there. Until he is taken off a mission and sent across the country back home to teach at the academy while his team goes after his vengeance. They say you can’t go home again and Phillips really doesn’t want to. Even though his parents are dead, the home holds no good memories for him. Until he finds Frankie staying there with her grandmother. Can they find a way past their own issues to have a happily ever after? As with all of Tawny Weber’s book, the book has angst, great characters and smoking hot sexual tension. I loved Phillip in her last book (even though he only made a cameo) and wondered how she would bend him a little and she did not disappoint!! Loved this book!!!
This was a fantastic read that I enjoyed from page one. Francesa "Frankie" and Phillip had such great chemistry. What both thought would be just a fling turns into so much more but both are afraid to admit their feelings. I fell in love with Phillip myself. It was beautifully written and just a really fun romance. I highly recommend this book. It is a great read for the holidays.
4.7 Star Review - Christmas With A Seal The chemistry between these two is smokin HOT!! Frankie has had a crush on Phillip for years. She has never acted on those feeling but she needs to now in order to get her creative mojo back. She figures if she has him on time he will fix her creative block and she will be able to create beautiful art again. Phillip has had a bad few months. Can he really afford to mess around with a woman he does not know? What happens when he thinks his career is going one way and it is side tracked and he is pushed in a different area? When he is assigned close to his childhood home and runs back into Frankie he wonders if he is to broken for her..... What happens when one night does not fix her issue? Can she afford to try and have more nights? Can she ever keep a man like Phillip interested in her? Or is she seeing her self up for more heartbreak? Love Tawny's stories she combines laughs, steamy love, and suspense all into one sexy package. Once again a freaking great story!! You just have to love a SEAL!!!
LOVED IT!! I have to say that I LOVE all of Tawny Weber’s Seal books, and this one was just as good if not better than the other ones. Frankie is a silversmith who has lost her mojo, she believes that if she sleeps with Phillip Banks then that will give her the mojo back. She has been in love with Phillip since she was a teenager. Phillip is still trying to overcome his nightmares from his capture and being tortured. The only thing Phillip wants is revenge that is until he sees Frankie. I love all the characters in this book and love the attraction between Frankie and Phillip. This book has romance and humor and it kept me reading all night until I finished the book. So when you read it make sure that you have plenty of time to read the whole book because you won’t want to put it down. I can’t wait to read the next Seal book! A Review copy was provided to me in exchange for a fair and honest review. The free book held no determination on my personal review.
Tawny knows how to write a great book. Loved reading Frankie and Phillips' story. Frankie has had a thing for Phillip for years. Phillip appeared to never notice her. Frankie decides it is time to go after what she wants. Phillip isn't interested in anything permanent, but he goes along with Frankie, and they have terrific chemistry. What will happen as this love affair goes on? A must read!
Frankie and Phillip have some history, although he was the one born with a silver spoon and she was the one polishing them ;) They meet again as adults, and their chemistry is hot and deep. They're also each at a bit of a crossroads when they meet--Phillip's been given some training assignments rather than the active-duty, take-out-the-bad-guys work he prefers, and Frankie's been stymied by a lack of creativity in her jewelry making. Frankie and Phillip indulge their mutual interest and are both surprised to discover that their passion burns hotter than they'd have anticipated, and while neither is ready to give up this new relationship, neither is necessarily ready to commit to permanence either. Ms. Weber does a good job revealing Frankie and Phillip's hearts and leads us on a merry journey to a sweet Christmas for everyone!
I have to say this book is one of my favorites of Tawny's SEALs books. The magic of the holiday is in the air in this one when it's desperately needed for Phillip and Frankie is just the one to show him. I loved the characters in this one. Frankie is so relatable because I have the same fears as her so I could feel what she was. Phillip, the poor guy you can't read this one without wanting to comfort him, but Frankie does the job perfectly. I highly recommend this one for the holiday season!
I have a confession to make. I'm not much of a holiday person. Yes, I know. Horrible person that I am, I dislike the crap that comes with the holidays, not the actual holidays themselves. I'm a rabid romance reader and yet I don't like holiday romances usually, either. It's probably because most of the ones I find tend to be kind of hokey. Although since this is my first holiday season as a book blogger, I felt I was kind of obligated to give a few of them a try. I also figured – being a part of Tawny Weber's Street Team – that a good bet for a good holiday romance would be one by her. I was completely right. As always, this entry into Weber's SEAL series was in no way lacking because of the addition of the holidays in its title or as a main feature in the story itself. In fact, it wasn't an exactly theme at the start, even. A nice sexy SEAL home for his sister's wedding where he meets the housekeepers daughter and practically drools on her shoes, despite having a very rigid call sign in the unit. Very nice. I did find Frankie's thought processes on her supposed way of dealing with the art block she had going on a bit out there, but heck, it wasn't that unreasonable. Some women – myself included sometimes – can be a bit out there in our thought processes. Of course, I'd probably only use sex to unblock writer's block on romances and erotica stories, rather than actual jewelry, but who am I to know? I'm not very artsy-craftsy that way. I did adore Phillip, though. Even his name screamed that he came from money. And his rigidity except with regard to Frankie was simply drool-worthy. To see him lose his control over just the one girl and her situation... Who wouldn't die for that opportunity? The story itself wasn't complicated either, a simple and sweet love story novel that is a bit on the short side (if you normally read 300-400 page novels), but as always, Tawny did some amazing characterization and just enough buildup to the actual conclusion of the story to keep us reading without anything feeling forced or rushed or even dragged out. It was well done! As always, I would read anything written by Tawny Weber. 4.5 Stars! I received a free copy in exchange for an honest review – an also very nicely signed book that goes on my shelf!
This is one of those books that will keep you up late at night reading because you don't want to put it down. From their first meeting at a wedding to the end, where they find their HEA, it gets you in the holiday spirit. Frankie has lost her mojo for making jewelry. Phillip is trying to decide what to do next after being rescued from a mission. It turns into a hot and steamy beginning and just keeps going from there, with a relationship developing that neither one signed on for. Tawny never disappoints in her books and you will be glad you picked up this book and put on your keeper shelf.
What a fantastically festive and romantically infused story. Weber steps quietly to the background in this one and allows her story to take readers for a ride. I appreciate the way that her writing style shifts minutely depending on which character she is talking about at the time. You can really feel their personalities. At the same time, her intricate and playful descriptions bring the entire story to life in a very vivid manner. I loved that this novel was about so much more than simply romance at Christmas. The complex characters that Weber has created have a great deal of personal (and professional) issues that they have to work through before they can fully come together. Getting to know them as individuals while they get to know one another, and discover parts of themselves that they didn’t know existed, definitely put a smile on my face. As a whole, this was a unique & quick read that left a smile on my face. Weber had me wanting to grab a glass of eggnog, and that special someone to go trim the tree. It also had me wanting to go wander around my neighbourhood to look at Christmas lights. Please note that I received a complimentary copy of this work in exchange for an honest review.
Sparks hot enough to set your Christmas tree on fire ignite between free-spirited Frankie Silvera & Navy Seal Phillip Banks when she goes on a mission to seduce him & succeeds! These two are the unlikeliest of couples. This is another one of Tawny's SEAL stories that you won't be able to put down!
Phillip is a "by the book kind of guy", very stiff and formal. Frankie is a "fly by the seat of your pants" kind of girl. She designs jewelry and likes to have fun. She is in a bit of a creative slump and Phillip is an a career slump. He has had lots of problems since he was held hostage and tortured during a SEAL mission. Can she help him loosen up and have a little bit of fun? Maybe get him to enjoy Christmas? From the beginning, sparks fly between them. Is it enough?