|Well, as the song goes, one year is over and a new one is here. If
you want to postpone your return to reality, give Not Another New
Yearís a try. Thereís a lesson to be learned there on how mindless
and overdone routines (like celebrating yet another New Year or
reading the same old romance storyline) can have refreshing appeal.
In San Diego for New Yearís Eve, Hannah Davis is determined to make
up for her four-year dry spell. She has spent most of those years
engaged to a soldier who has recently died a hero. As she prepared to
mourn him, she discovered he hadnít bothered to inform her he had
married someone else. No wonder the girl has a lot of insecurity
issues. On the look-out for a consolation prize, Hannah gets Tanner
The ex-secret service agent is going through his own dry spell - but
whatís a mere eleven months to Hannahís four years? Tanner has his
issues, and here he outdoes Hannah: he feels guilty for the events
which play out in Must Love Mistletoe. He is responsible for the
death of a fellow agent; responsible for the loss of another agentís
eye; responsible for the media frenzy surrounding him and some
celebrity princess; and, yes, even responsible for the bad weather.
Tanner doesnít think he deserves or needs or wants a woman. But
apparently, when one dry spell meets another, you get some explosive
Or you would if one of the dry spells didnít fall asleep before
anything could happen. That would be Hannah. She wakes up the next
day in Tannerís bed, quite ready to put her first one-night stand
behind her. Fate and the imperatives of the plot decree otherwise.
Her uncle, a head honcho at the secret service and Tannerís former
boss, has ordered Tanner to give her a tour of San Diego. Sex between
them is inevitable and inevitably explosive. In between testing out
different positions, they take a mellow but sincere look at their
Thrown in there is a subplot about Tannerís brother, Troy, and
Desirť, the princess who was caught kissing Tanner eleven months
earlier. They too have issues and dry spells. The daughter of an
American model and an Arab prince, Des has the part of the spoilt
little rich girl with an unspoken wish to be loved. It takes the
tough, battle-weary ex-Marine a while to realize this. When he does,
things between them are similarly explosive. Predictable as their
story sounds, it is sweet and touching and all in all well done.
That, in more than two words, is my verdict for the novel as whole.
It may be thin on character, thin on plot, but itís still worth a
read - and not just because itís thick on sex. Although weíve heard
this story many-a-time and seen these characters once too often, they
come alive long enough to captivate and charm. If youíre after a well-
written, light-hearted piece of fluff (and yes, sometimes thatís
exactly what I want), Not Another New Yearís might be just the thing.