FOR SEVEN NIGHTS ONLY is Book 2 in Sarah Ballance's
"Chase Brothers" series. After reading FOR SEVEN NIGHTS,
I'm eager to hunt down a copy of the previous book to
devour. Kelsie Reed and Sawyer Chase have an inauspicious
beginning when Sawyer pays a call on his upstairs
neighbor because of a leak in his ceiling. Almost
immediately, their relationship is prickly and brimming
with sexual tension. Sawyer's status as a player
extraordinaire makes him seem like the perfect person to
give Kelsie expert tips and tricks to land her a date for
her sister's upcoming wedding. That proves to be better
in theory than in practice, since Sawyer and Kelsie have
a hard time keeping their hands off each other. The
sparks that fly between Sawyer and Kelsie make for some
super steamy scenes.
Sarah Balance injects a lot of humor into FOR SEVEN
NIGHTS ONLY to balance the relationship drama. I like how
Sarah Ballance gives Sawyer a little depth, and gives him
an understandable reason for being wary of being in a
committed relationship. Having FOR SEVEN NIGHTS ONLY told
from two perspectives, makes the main characters seem
flawed yet relatable. It's also great getting both
perspectives because Sawyer and Kelsie misunderstand each
other frequently and keep their true feelings largely
hidden. I also like how Kelsie makes Sawyer a little
rattled at times and not always in control. The
burgeoning attraction between Sawyer and Kelsie and their
unconventional relationship takes precedence in FOR SEVEN
DATES ONLY over the plot point involving Kelsie's ex
being involved in the wedding party.
FOR SEVEN NIGHTS ONLY is deliciously naughty and a fun
romantic comedy of errors. Sawyer is at his most charming
when he is knocked stupid by his deeper feelings for
Kelsie, leaving him completely discombobulated. Sarah
Balance creates such well-defined characters that I was
thoroughly immersed in the story and it felt like I was
watching a movie in my mind as I read along. After
getting a feel for Sawyer's brother Ethan in FOR SEVEN
NIGHTS ONLY, I can't wait to read more about him in the
next book!
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. Her bad luck
continues when 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. 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
definitelynothing more. But some rules need to be broken,
especially when, for once, there’s something on the line
worth fighting for...
Excerpt
“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?”
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