"An Extremely Sexy, Intense, and a Compelling Story!"
Reviewed by Miranda Owen
Posted September 25, 2014
Romance | Romance Contemporary
RING IN THE HOLIDAYS is Book 2 in Katie Lane's A Hunk for
the Holidays series. The main story is the romance that
evolves between Dr. Ellie Simpson and Matthew McPherson.
The secondary storyline involves Matthew's sister Cassie
and her husband James. Cassie and James were the focus of
Book 1. Having now read both books, I don't think it's
absolutely necessary to have read both in order to enjoy
RING IN THE HOLIDAYS. However, this secondary storyline
might resonate a little more with anybody who read the
For me, RING IN THE HOLIDAYS is primarily about family
dynamics and how they can influence who you are as well as
how you look at sex and relationships. Ellie and Matthew
come from two very different family environments. Matthew
is part of the big and boisterous McPherson brood. Ellie
had more of a dysfunctional background because of her
father and his straying ways. Because of the destructive
influence her father's lifestyle had on her family growing
up, she has certain unconventional ideas about the
importance of sex in a relationship. When she meets Matthew
for the first time in Las Vegas, she is a thirty year old
virgin. I like how virginal Ellie shocks and throws Matthew
off his game.
One thing I really like about Ellie is that, in spite of
her personal views on sex, she doesn't impose them on
people who go to her for advice. She wrote a self-help book
that basically says sex is not, and shouldn't be the most
important thing in a relationship. A lot of people in the
story have a skewed view of her because they misunderstand
her intent. I like her interactions with Matthew's family.
I think seeing them gives her a taste of the kind of family
she didn't have.
RING IN THE HOLIDAYS is all at once extremely sexy,
intense, and a compelling story. Sparks fly between Ellie
and Matthew. The supporting characters contribute to both
the drama and lighter moments. I look forward to reading
other books by Katie Lane.
THE BEST NEW YEAR'S EVE . . . EVER
Psychologist Ellie Simpson is about to get a healthy dose
sex therapy. Leaving her cheating boyfriend behind, she has
everything she needs for a quick rebound: Vegas, plenty of
champagne, and a proposition from the sexiest man she's
seen. As her handsome stranger helps her ring in the New
Year-over and over again-Ellie finds herself blissfully
losing all of her inhibitions.
Attorney Matthew McPherson is good at making women lose
things, like their minds and underwear. With his athletic
build and soulful eyes, he doesn't need to use his powers
persuasion or famous last name to get a woman into bed. But
when morning comes, Matthew finds Ellie is the only woman
can't bear to leave-ever. It's enough to make him wonder if
what happens in Vegas really has to stay there.
Excerpt“Could I speak with you in private for a moment?” Without
for a reply, she (Ellie) swiveled on her heel and headed
the rows of shelves to the deserted children’s section in the
back. She didn’t look to see if he followed her, but somehow
knew he did. When she reached the secluded back corner, she
whipped around, intending to give him a piece of her mind.
Unfortunately, in order to give someone a piece of your mind
have to be able to breathe, and all the air left her lungs in a
painful whoosh when she turned to find a solid chest inches
from her nose. It was like getting too close to the sun. His
brilliance and heat surrounded her, dissolving all her angry
beneath the subtle scent of musky cologne and virile man.
Slowly, she lifted her gaze. Up past the striped tie, the
chin with the small dent in the middle, the full lower lip and
thinner top, over the twin nostrils that flared with his rapid
breathing, to the hungry green of his eyes. Her tongue
to wet her suddenly parched lips. But before she could
goal, his warm hands cradled her jaw and his mouth descended.
While her mind had tried to explain her uncharacteristic
in Vegas on Riley’s betrayal and alcohol, her body hadn’t been
listening. At the first touch of his lips, she melted. Her lips
melted into his lips. Her breasts melted into his pecs. And the
spot between her legs melted against the hardness of his thigh.
And not one part of her wanted to stop kissing him.
In fact, she might’ve gone on kissing him forever if he hadn’t
stepped away, replacing heat with cold emptiness. She opened
eyes to twin pools of green that looked as unfocused and
as she felt. He blinked, and the confusion was replaced with
“So what did you want to talk about?” He leaned a shoulder
the wall and crossed his arms.
Her anger came back in full force, and she jabbed a finger
chest. “Me? I’m not the one who showed up and embarrassed
public by talking about what happened in Vegas!”
“Oh, so suddenly you remember the night in Vegas.”
“Cut the crap, Ellie. Nobody forgets six orgasms.” He
was it seven?”
How could she have gone to bed with such an annoying man?
to stifle the urge to grab up Harry Potter and beat him over
head with The Deathly Hallows. Instead, she latched on to
thing she knew would make him as angry as she was.
“Are you sure I didn’t fake them?”
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