In Seduction in Silver by Natalie Anderson, Nina Breslin figures the sexy man she meets on the Baker Street Tube is eons out of her league. Dr. Eduardo Ruiz needs a break from the heart-breaking reality of his job. And when he finally introduces himself to Nina, they agree to an outrageous plan. Can they play by their own rules, or will they succumb to the pull of seduction?
About the Author
USA TODAY bestseller Natalie Anderson writes fun, frisky, feels-good contemporary romance for Entangled Publishing and Harlequin. With over twenty books published, shes also been a Romantic Times Award nominee&a finalist for the R*BY (Romantic Book of the Year).
She lives in Christchurch, New Zealand with her husband, four children and what feels like a million ducks.
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Seduction in Silver
By Natalie Anderson, Liz Pelletier
Entangled Publishing, LLCCopyright © 2012 Natalie Anderson
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Nina Breslin gripped the long strap of her handbag, determined not to give herself away. As it was, her abs were tauter than Superman's and the heels of her nude summer pumps clipped along the concrete at an accelerated pace. Though that could be explained away by necessary haste, right? She had a train to catch.
He shouldn't be there. Until now, she'd only seen him in front of his building weekdays and well before the commuter rush. But today was Sunday, mid-morning. And it wasn't his usual corporate casual chinos but ink-blue jeans that encased his long legs — lovingly. Even more arresting was the form-fitting gray, long-sleeved tee that skimmed his flat abs and disappeared into those low-slung, leather-belted jeans.
That's why she had to grip her bag strap so hard, because the tee revealed what his more formal shirts hadn't — his ripped strength. The breadth of his shoulders and the curves of his biceps, triceps, and those other muscles she didn't know the names of were clearly discernible. Not too-much-protein-powder bulky — they were in proportion to his long limbs and he clearly worked them. Yeah, his physical blessings — and he had plenty — were honed to max their potential. He looked like the statue of an ancient Greek athlete come to life.
But while his tall, striking presence commanded attention, he didn't offer the same courtesy in return. Instead, he stood aloof, never directly engaging with those so irresistibly drawn to admire his masculine perfection — i.e., everyone. He epitomized the arrogance she avoided outside of work. She had to deal with his kind all day. Intelligent, successful men who had it all — who'd go blow stupid amounts of money on champagne in lap bars at lunchtime. But with his aura of untouchability, this one took it to a whole other level. Without words or movement, he kept that remote distance — emphasizing his place in an upper echelon. No doubt he had extreme success in it all — looks, wealth, work, and of course, sex.
But she wasn't giving him the satisfaction of knowing he had yet another female fanning herself in the corner as she watched him. And she was most definitely not succumbing to the urge to run her hand through her hair, despite the awareness tingling over her scalp.
She'd read the body language book only yesterday during the few quiet spells at work. Heavy on diagrams, it hadn't taken long to read through the "winning sales techniques" section that was supposed to help up her commission during her last week before hiding out on the Continent. But of course, she'd flipped to the "courtship and mating" signals section straight after, because sometimes a girl needed to be armed with info of the "Is he into you" variety — especially when one's perception was as far removed from reality as hers was. So now she knew why she had the urge to preen, but she wasn't going to succumb to it. It'd be a waste of energy, anyway. For two weeks, she'd passed him every morning on her way to the Baker Street Tube station and he'd not once glanced her way.
She was stupidly piqued by that — another nail in her self-confidence coffin. He wasn't her type — truly — but even so, part of her wanted him to notice. She pushed feminine hormones and pride aside. She wasn't lifting her hand to her hair and exposing her breasts to his gaze in the process. It was merely an animal reaction — as was the way her nipples had tightened. Such a strong sexual attraction to a remote stranger was that "raiding foreigner" thing — the desire to mate with an outsider so as to widen the gene pool and preserve the species. Utterly cave-girl of her.
Uh-huh. She'd lost it.
Fortunately, he'd be gone in a second. Every day he stood on the path for a few stunning moments before a gleaming black car pulled up and paused only long enough for him to get in before gliding away. No mixing with the plebes on public transport for him.
Nina expected the smooth engine would pass her in two seconds. Except as she watched behind her big sunglasses, the guy stopped on the pavement, glancing impassively down the street toward her. And then he turned and actually started to walk.
While billboard perfection when standing still, when moving he exuded graceful, mesmerizing, power. Like a dangerous animal that'd be invincible should he decide to pounce — the kind who only had to fix you in his sights to have you immobile and in thrall.
Nina didn't have time to be immobile, but she was enthralled. She followed — pressing her lips together to stop the smile. He was going on the Tube? Really? By the time she got into the station he was taking a ticket from the machine. A second later he was through the turnstiles and striding down the escalator.
Nina swiped her weekly pass and went past the tiles with their distinctive Sherlock Holmes silhouette — her smile widened. That she lived in London? That she was going to France and Germany and beyond? She still had to pinch herself to believe it.
The roaring sound grew louder as the escalator descended. She knew what it meant — a train had just pulled in. Her heels clattered as she walked faster. As she got to the platform, she glanced at the board to check the destination. Already the recorded message to stand clear of the door was playing. Damn, it was her train — Jubilee line — and it was going to be ten minutes until the next.
She ran. She couldn't be late, she was solo at work today and even though it was Sunday there was money to be made and every penny would help her Euro-trip last a few days longer. The mechanism whooshed, signaling the doors were about to close, but she was three meters out. Too far to run or jump and flying wasn't one of her abilities.
"Nooo," Nina groaned, still running even though she knew it was useless.
Through the window, the crowd on the carriage didn't notice her — staring up, down, away from anyone else's eyes, already in the insular, determinedly isolated poses that only public transport could induce. Nina stared, wishing she were one of them.
She stopped as the doors slid closed. Because there he was, right inside the doorway of the nearest carriage. How typical he'd have made it — no doubt all doors remained open for him. Nina glared at the edge of the platform, muttering bad words beneath her breath. As she did, the doors made that lurching, screechy sound the way they did when something blocked them. Then she heard them slide again — open. Her jaw dropped open when she saw the obstacle in the way of the door was a broad shoulder — his broad shoulder.
She didn't muck around. She leapt the two steps to get on board. A second later it was a driver's voice — not a recorded message — tetchily reminding passengers to please stand clear of the doors. The gorgeous guy straightened up, no longer making the barrier that had helped her.
Surprised — and thrilled — at his gesture, she smiled at him. "Thank —"
Her voice died. So did her brain. She totally forgot what she'd been saying because she saw he'd taken his sunglasses off. All she could do was stare as a different thrill shivered down her spine and sent her heart drumming into overdrive.
She'd imagined his eyes would be a gorgeous brown — glossy and dark and chocolaty. They weren't. They were blue. Brighter than a kingfisher's wing, yet cooler than a mountain spring, because though bright, they were pale. And right now they regarded her intensely. Startled at the unexpected help he'd offered, she kept staring at the unexpected lightness in his eyes.
His lips curved, ever so slowly, and then that smile tiptoed into his eyes as well, softening the clinical, drilling assessment. "You're welcome."
Oh dear heaven, he was foreign. Not "boring" foreign like her. But speak-another-language foreign — his English lilted and tilted and intrigued. Hopeless at identifying accents, Nina reckoned he could be from any land where the Mediterranean lapped. There was warmth in his words and smile and tone that made her think of olives and tomatoes and sweet drizzling oil.
She rapidly blinked. No need to get giddy about it — she could get a grip. She was off to the Continent in a little over a week and there'd be gorgeous Latin types on every street corner. More attainable ones too — this guy was in another realm.
The train raced through the tunnel and Nina grabbed the steel pole at the opposite side of the door to him.
Balance, girl. Calm down.
She looked away, embarrassed at her gawping. But yeah, for a moment there'd been a connection — when he really saw her and she most certainly saw him — and Oh my. But she wasn't going to turn puppy-eyed and it wasn't like she'd ever try to talk to him, certainly not in this crowded, quiet carriage with everyone eavesdropping. His action in helping her had been a random act of kindness — not attraction. Nina never attracted guys like that.
She studied the map stuck above the door and followed the silver snail line showing the Jubilee's route. The train would take them through the center of London and down to the Southside and then out east to the Docklands — where the financial institutions were and the mall where she'd worked for the last four months.
The train traveled fast. Instead of the commuter crush of weekday mornings, there was a hefty number of tourists onboard. She didn't try to find a seat. Nor did he. She'd have this one journey across from him — sharing the same air.
Yes, she was this tragic. And it was definitely time she went abroad, found her inner fun-time girl, and had a fling. She reckoned she deserved to have a few — just as soon as she built up some moxie. But it was hard to put confidence back together when it had been so brutally crushed. And her confidence had never been all that anyway.
The train pulled into the next station — only a couple more until hers now. As half the occupants exited, Nina concentrated on the big poster across the platform advertising the new Shakespeare exhibition at the British Museum. Super keen to see it, she planned to go on her own and take all the time she wanted, with no one standing crossly beside her sighing with impatience. There'd be no more missing exhibitions or shows she wanted to see because someone else's priorities were more important. She could be as geeky and boring as she liked. There were many pluses to being single, right?
But as the doors slid shut and the train moved on, Nina couldn't resist anymore and snatched a peek at the out-of-her-league gorgeous foreign guy. The second she did, she froze. His pale blue eyes were fixed on her — like he wasn't noticing anything else in the world around them. Only her. Suddenly unable to move, all Nina could do was look right back. Until his eyelids flickered as his focus dropped to her mouth.
Hell. She'd licked her lips without realizing — unconsciously sending him that "I'm interested" signal. Jeez, the human body was a scary thing, giving her away when she least expected. And now she couldn't help notice his lips curving slightly again and that smile stealing back into his exotic eyes.
Everyone avoided eye contact on public transport; it was the way things were. People sealed themselves into their own impenetrable sphere, despite the closeness and sheer number of people in such a small space. That way no one thought you were a psycho stalker. But he didn't politely look away, and she couldn't. She'd become all zombie under the spell of her master.
Suddenly someone started singing — a single voice, female, beautiful, rising high in a bell-like solo. But Nina couldn't break away from him to look down the carriage. She guessed it was a busker — a good one. But then a second voice joined in — from the opposite end of the carriage — in stunning harmony. She sensed movement as a third voice rang out, the tune suddenly lifting as a whole choir joined in.
Good grief, they'd locked eyes and the world had literally started singing?
He still didn't look away from her and the dreadful thing was that while he didn't, she couldn't. The curve of his lips deepened. He seemed to light up from the inside as almost the entire carriage broke into song. And then dance. As the movements became bigger, she had to watch — for her own safety's sake — finally breaking the connection between them.
There were about fifteen of them in sync, pulling some hardcore coordinated dance moves. A flashmob. She looked around, searching for a focal point — but couldn't see one, and then couldn't help looking at him again to clock his reaction.
He was still watching her but smiling widely now. And there was no stopping her return smile, or the rocket launch of her heartbeat. Singers danced up and down the carriage, full on energy and volume and infectious enthusiasm. As one passed, Nina leaned to the side to give the dancer space — but she stumbled as the train took a slight corner at the same time. Nina gasped, bracing for an imminent face plant on the floor, sure she'd be pulped by flying, fierce feet. But a firm arm encircled her waist, pulling her back out of the high-kicker's path.
Frying pan to fire!
He pulled her to him. She put her hands on his chest, curling her fingers, certain her skin would be seared if she had direct contact.
"Sorry," she breathed.
"No problem," he whispered back, amusement dancing in his eyes.
He had to feel her heart pounding against him. He had to feel the shiver that just wracked her body. She cleared her throat and made herself rock back on her heels. She could balance all by herself and put an inch or three between them — right? Yes.
She dropped her hands to her sides. But despite that small distance, he kept his hand on the small of her back. Frankly, the magnetism was too strong for her to resist, so she didn't step further away.
Flustered, she couldn't look at him — she watched the show instead. The mob pulled out red and blue flags and she realized they were Olympic supporters. She had no idea which tiny nation they were backing, but it was fun. The fans seemed every bit as athletic as any official competitors they might support — and so enthusiastic.
Then she felt the slightest stroke of his fingers on her back. Insanely sensitized, she glanced at him and he gestured to the now-vacant seats.
Right. Of course. Good idea to get out of the way of the wide arms and high legs. She walked quickly and took a seat. He took the one next to her. Nina felt fried. Hopefully, he couldn't hear how choppy her breathing had gone. To mask it, she clapped loudly along with the few other passengers not involved in the flashmob — though not as much as the gang cheered themselves. At the next stop, the troupe didn't get off the train. Nor did she. And nor did he.
Thank heavens for the seat, because now it wasn't just her lungs acting like she'd run a double marathon, her legs had jellied too. Good thing the next stop was hers, or she'd be at risk of complete meltdown.
A loud mechanical squeal stopped her heart again. A sharp jolt screwed her already messed-up breathing. The train slammed to a stop — midway between stations. Stuck.
Nina breathed in deeply and released the air in a long, hopefully calm-inducing sigh. For a second there was total silence in the carriage. And then that lone voice soared, the second, the third ... the choir began all over again. Nina watched the whole performance through — they really were good. And loud. But not quite enough to distract her from her absolute awareness of the hot stuff in the seat next to hers.
The song ended and the train still didn't move. And now that she was seated beside him, she couldn't gawp at his gorgeousness without being painfully obvious — so she looked at the floor. The flashmob participants chattered excitedly for a bit before spreading back out along the carriage. And then — just when Nina knew they would — they started the show again. Being stuck between stations with singing sports fans on repeat? There was nothing to do but laugh — and groan.
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## How on Earth did this book get such great reviews? It was terrible. The synopsis sounded so good, but the execution left a lot to be desired. The writing was all over the place and often times confusing. I could've muddled through that but what I couldn't get over was the hero. He started off OK but quickly showed how apathetic he really was. He was dreadful. The way he continuously dismissed the heroine but then kept expecting her to be available to him when he felt like seeking her out? Gah. Seriously? Well, she just let him and I really hate weak heroines. I would suggest skipping this story (apprx 90 pages).
4.5 Flash Mob Stars! It was hard for me to not love the characters of Nina and Eduardo in Natalie Anderson’s Seduction in Silver. Coming from two extremely different places in life, Nina and Eduardo’s paths cross every day for two weeks for just a split second; Nina on her way to the tube to work and Eduardo into a town car to see a patient. Until one day when Eduardo decides to do something different; he takes the tube, the same one Nina takes and the one that just happens to get stuck that day. Enter Flash Mob and their worlds are thrown together in a matter of minutes. Nina has always been hyperaware of Eduardo and his seemingly uncaring appearance as he waits on the sidewalk for his car to pick him up, but what she doesn’t realize is the guy she has been fantasizing about has been silently watching her wondering it would be like to be as happy as she is. Nina is incredibly self conscious after her ex-fiancé proved to her that she wasn’t worth his time or undivided attention and she could never see a man like Eduardo wanting anything to do with her. Eduardo is drowned in the grief side of his job and he refuses to let anyone in and be taken down with him. Nina and Eduardo’s circumstances on the tube change their lives forever when they decide to help each other out for one night. But can they get enough of each other after one night? Or will their rules change before the night is over? Natalie’s use of voice for both Nina and Eduardo is brilliant, grasping each character’s personality and what would be going through their minds. Most females can relate to Nina on some level which creates an instant connection that some books lack. Eduardo is the idealized man that women have naughty thoughts about and small hopes that those thoughts will come true. This is a short and sweet Novella that you won’t put down until you finish it! (I received an ARC for my review and this is my honest-to-goodness, straight from the heart review!)
In Seduction in Silver by Natalie Anderson, Canadian beauty Nina Breslin is currently living and working in London to escape the pity party and gossip from her recent break-up. It has been four months since she found out her now ex-fiance Corey had cheated on her. Nina's self-esteem and confidence is at an all time low and she needs some excitement or even a flirty fling, to pull her from the doldrums. Luckily, she embraces each day with vitality and hopes that her time in London as well as her near future tour of Europe, will lead to wonderful adventures. Handsome Eduardo Ruiz is a dedicated physician. He takes his work very seriously and spends every waking moment helping others while researching cures for their illnesses. He believes being alone and unattached is the only way he can live a successful life. His parents are not happy with his past or present choices and his aunt only wants him to get married and settle down in his home country of Spain. When Natalie and Eduardo finally meet, after weeks of observing each other on their way to work, sparks ignite. They talk and agree to help out each other by pretending to be a madly in love couple during a dinner with Eduardo's aunt and drinks with Natalie's sort of friends, in order to avoid meddling and a commiseration gathering. The feigned relationship works, however, they both realize that they have a lot in common and truly lust after each other. Which leads them to a night of mind-blowing sex and passion. Who would have thought that Natalie and Eduardo would find love. Counting down the days until Natalie's trip to Europe, they spend all their free time together, loving and facing their fears about commitment, fidelity and honesty. After overcoming a few roadblocks, true love conquers all. This is a sweet and spicy modern fairytale. It is a well-written novella that keeps you cheering for the couple's ultimate happiness.
All right everyone, I finished Seduction in Silver by Natalie Anderson yesterday. I must say that I enjoyed this novella. So, let's jump into my thoughts. I adore Nina Breslin. In the story she's young beautiful, but at the same time she doesn't realize it. Of course, it's cause of a douche bag ex who dragged her confidence through the gutter. So, when she gets a chance to meet the guy she has been pining for she has a hard time believing he would be into a girl like her. Handsome Eduardo Ruiz really has no time to get emotionally involve with anyone. However, once he meets Nina he just can't seem to get her out of his mind. At the same time he wants to put up these emotional boundaries so no one gets hurt, but we all know that never works. For being a really quick read, the story is really emotionally charged. At times, I felt the pricks of tears in my eyes hoping that all will workout between Eduardo and Nina. Overall, a good emotional read. So, if you are looking for an emotional quick read, you might consider Seduction in Silver. Copy provided by publisher
Nina is a Canadian, living and working in London. Recovering from the blow to her self-esteem and heart when her fiancé turned out to be an utter moronic and cheating lout, she has one week left before she heads out on a tour of the continent, Convinced she is boring and less-than desirable, her goal and dreams now center around a fling on her trip, or several flings if she is being honest. Eduardo is a haematology pathologist: dedicated to his work, reserved and quiet. Convinced that he cannot give a woman what she needs, his preference is to remain self-contained and self-sufficient: even if that also means alone. Both have noticed one another: Nina saw the stunningly gorgeous Spaniard dashing into a hire car in the morning. He notices the joy and vitality that emanates from her being, her smile and her perfect proportions. This novella was fast-paced and cleverly drawn: the two characters have their own battle scars and reasons to distrust in others, but their attraction is so patently obvious that it is amusing they can’t see it for themselves. Add to that Nina’s passion for oddly provocative Shakespearean quotes and their double entendre, and the flirtatious interactions are among some of the best I have read this year. For those of us who like a little steamy action in the story –I swear there were a few moments that my eReader was sweating. All moments of levity aside, this was a fun and quick read characters that are well defined and developed, that grow in their own selves and manage to develop a connection in spite of their fears. I received an eBook from Entangled Publishing, LLC for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review: all conclusions are my own responsibility.
As posted on The Smutty Kitty reviewed by KittyKelly 3 out of 5 Licks After agreeing that they would help each other out with their respective outings for the evening , Nina found herself surprisingly fake-engaged to Eduardo. After successfully making each of their family and friends believe they are both happy and in love, Eduardo suddenly has to go. He puts her in a taxi and he’s gone. He comes back the next day and they go to his house and they have sex. Over the years I’ve read a lot of books where the guy and the girl fall into bed almost immediately so I’ve loosened up my feelings on the characters basically being strangers and having sex. I’m usually ok with it by the end because they have such an amazing connection and ultimately fall hopelessly in love and live happily ever after. This time I just didn’t feel it between Nina and Eduardo. They had passion but I didn’t feel the connection. The ending also fell a bit flat for me. You are probably wondering why I gave the book 3 licks if it seemed like I really didn’t like it. I’m giving it a 3 because while I didn’t fall in love with this book, I don’t feel like I wasted my time reading it either. So check it out and let me know what you thought about it.
Nina is running away from her ex fiancé ‘s friends to Europe while they’re in England. After having her heart broken she wants to have fun, be herself and don’t try to please anyone and a tour through Europe is her way of doing it. Eduardo is trying to make his family understand his choices. He has a really hard job with terminal patients and a family is not something he can handle right now. So when the both of them meet after weeks of watching the other on their way to work a plan comes to mind. They’ll pretend to be a couple for Nina’s friend’s so they won’t pity her and she’ll pretend to be his for his aunt. All simple, right? Except walking away is not so easy. I love how easy it was to relate to both characters. Nina was hurt deeply in her last relationship and herself esteem is none existent. But she craves the way Eduardo makes her feel. Powerful and confident. Eduardo’s close off behaviour is something I could understand as well, he’s scared and you want to make it all go away. I don’t think there’s a thing I didn’t like about this novella. Is short, sweet and fun. And STEAMY. Eduardo really knows his way to make a woman feel beautiful. And has a good imagination. Seduction in Silver is fast paced short novella. The flirting is full of innuendos and Shakespeare's quotes. And Natalie rocks the nerd girl mood in her writing. Among the fun and light flirting you get so much emotion. They hopes and fears are all there for you to see and as much as you want their HEA you see the reasons for resisting. I’m really looking forward to read the other two novellas in this trilogy. If I have to say one thing that bugged me was the use of the word “Senorita” because is actually misspelled and as a Spanish speaker it bugs me that they didn’t look for the right letter to write “Señorita”. I understand this is probably just me but what can I do. :)
Nina Breslin was deeply hurt by her fiancée's infidelity. Now her insecurities keeps her an emotional prisoner. A chance meeting with Eduardo Ruiz, a handsome, sexy man, who has it all (or so she thinks), fills her with desire and the hope of happiness. Their sexual attraction is immediate and intense. When Eduardo suggests a fake engagement, their romance heats up, but will Nina be happy with a casual no strings relationship or will her heart break when they part. Natalie Anderson has written a charming tale of love, hope and new beginnings. Her characters are vibrant and alive with their passion for love and life. Her writing is fast-paced and funny. Who else could have her hero and heroine quote Shakespeare as foreplay. You will enjoy this passionate and very sexy love story.
Nina Breslin figures the sexy man she meets on the Baker Street Tube is eons out of her league. Dr. Eduardo Ruiz needs a break from the heart-breaking reality of his job. And when he finally introduces himself to Nina, they agree to an outrageous plan. Can they play by their own rules, or will they succumb to the pull of seduction? Review: This is a quick sweet, sexy romance. Nina is getting over her ex and the self-esteem issues that breakup engendered. Eduardo is convinced he isn’t relationship material. The attraction is immediate and has more to do with joy than sex although that comes in to play fairly quickly too. I loved watching these two come together and realize that they were worthy of love and each other. I received a copy from Entangled Publishing Indulgence for a fair and honest review.
Nina is recovering from a bad relationship that has left her feeling like she wasn't enough. She is about to head out on trip and doesn't need or want a relationship. Eduardo is dedicated to his job, although it can be stressful and depressing. He doesn't have the time for a relationship. They agree to help each other out by pretending to be a couple for one night. Then begins the I want you, but I don't want to want you. This is a well-written story with humor, chemistry, and self-struggle. The scene when they meet is flirty and fun. The story as a whole is entertaining. This book is part of the Flirting to Win Novella Series. I look forward to reading the next one.