A SEAL's Salvation

By: Tawny Weber

Subject: Navy SEAL Petty Officer Brody Lane

Current Status: On leave

Obstacle: The one girl who was off-limits…

Where Navy SEAL “Bad Ass” Brody Lane goes, trouble follows. Being run out of his hometown years ago for misbehaving with Genna Reilly—the sheriff’s daughter—was one thing. Now Brody is about to step into real danger. Not the suggestive letters he’s been exchanging with Genna, but the kind of trouble that can send a soldier home injured and broken inside…

Genna’s entire life has been orchestrated by her family. The

right job. The right friends. Enough! Brody’s return offers the promise of lust-filled pleasures. Of flesh teased and tasted. She’s not expecting to find a soldier with distant eyes who has secluded himself from the world. But this good girl knows exactly how to bring a bad boy back to life….

Uniformly Hot!

The Few. The Proud. The Sexy as Hell.

“What exactly do you think you’re doing?”

“Seducing you.”

Damn. That was what Brody had been afraid of.

“You were trying to pretend we’re just friends. Except we aren’t,” Genna murmured. “What we are is crazy attracted to each other. We need to act on that attraction…. The total act, with you naked. I’m willing to be on top if you’re still holding on to that friendship myth of yours. That way you can tell yourself I took advantage.”

He made some sort of choking sound, sure if he had any blood left in his brain it would have been words of protest.

Then Genna let her dress fall to the floor. Brody actually gulped trying not to swallow his tongue.

She was gorgeous.

Ivory limbs glowed like silk, the long sleek length of her interrupted by tiny pieces of black lace. He didn’t know where to start. At the top, where the lace cupped the gentle slope of her breasts. Or at the bottom, where it was barely held in place by two tiny strings.

His gaze as hot as the blood rushing through his body, he decided to settle for the middle. At the cherry-red jewel decorating her belly button.

Screw friendship. And screw good sense.

He was gonna let Genna Reilly seduce him….

Dear Reader,

Aah, first love. For giddy teen Genna Reilly there’s something extra exciting, and extra sweet, about that first rush of falling in love. She’s so sure it’s going to be perfect that she refuses to consider any other outcome. But Brody Lane knows better. Nothing in life is perfect, nothing ever turns out for the best, and love? He’s pretty sure that’s a fairy tale.

Still, one hot summer night, Genna’s belief in love overcomes Brody’s skepticism. Unfortunately, that first hot, sexy kiss results in the end of Genna’s belief in perfection, and in Brody being shanghaied into the navy. But it doesn’t end their feelings for each other.

Ten years later these two are still perfect for each other. But with so much baggage from the past, it’s going to be difficult for them to face the very real challenges that the present brings. Brody is a navy SEAL wounded in duty. And Genna…well, Genna has a people-pleasing problem.

Genna and Brody were so fun to write. They just belonged together, and I loved telling their story. And since Brody and Genna’s book is out in February, let me wish you happy Valentine’s Day!

I hope you have a month filled with love and all things romantic, including some good books. Stop by my website, at www.tawnyweber.com, or visit me on Facebook and share your favorite Valentine memory. And look for my next Uniformly Hot! SEAL story, A SEAL’S Kiss, on sale in April 2014.


Tawny Weber


Ten Years Before

“GENNA, YOU’RE CRAZY. You don’t have to do this.”

“Of course I do. You dared me.” Genna Reilly gave her best friend a wide-eyed look. The one she used whenever she wanted to appear extra sweet and innocent.

The sweet part was usually an act. The innocent part was pure truth, though. But fingers crossed, tonight was going to change that.

“I didn’t dare you. Dina did. You could just take the truth instead. C’mon, I’ll even ask a different question,” Macy said, her desperate tone matching the intense worry in her eyes. She grabbed both of Genna’s hands, hanging on tight as if her body weight could anchor her to this spot. Since Genna was a lean, mean five-ten and Macy topped out at five-two, as anchors went, the girl wasn’t very effective.

“That’s not how the game is played,” Genna said, carefully extricating her hands, not wanting to hurt Macy but desperately wanting to be gone already.

She’d had no idea tonight’s slumber party would turn wild. Oh, sure, the potential was there. That’s why they always had sleepovers at Dina’s, because her mom fell asleep by ten and didn’t do spot breathalyzer inspections like Genna’s dad. It was easy to sneak out and do fun things. Like play truth or dare.

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