Folks, I have guests and it's been so long since I've had visitors, especially one who is so darn good looking. Author JM Stewart has brought along the hero from her book.
Thanks for having us
today, Vonnie!
Oh my, aren't you the cutest thing. I mean, you're cute too Joanne, but he is drop dead gorgeous with a capital "G." Tell us a bit
about yourself—name, age, job, role in the story…
Hey y’all. My name is Jackson Kade. I’m thirty-two, and I’m
the CEO of an advertising agency. My role in this story? *winks* The hero,
of course.
How did you meet
Becca?
Lord. I met that little firecracker in downtown Seattle. I
passed her on the street, heading to my car after work one evening. She got herself
in a right pickle. Someone was attempting to mug her, and I thought I’d rescue
her. Can you imagine? Turned out, she didn’t need my help. Pretty sure I fell
in love with her that night.
What do you like the
most about Becca?
Big heart. Big blue eyes. And Lord is she strong. Isn’t
afraid to put me in my place.
What’s the sexiest
thing Becca’s done?
*winks* A gentleman does not kiss and tell.
Is there anything she
does that annoys you?
Yes. She insists on calling me on all my faults.
What would you say Becca
likes most about you?
You mean besides my charm and my good looks? All right, all
right. You want serious. Fine. My sense of humor.
What do you like most
about her?
Her laugh. On a rotten day, that sound can right my world
again, and I live to make her laugh just to hear it.
What is the most
embarrassing thing your author has done to you?
*sits back, folds his arms and frowns* Well, the cast
certainly wasn’t the most flatterin’.
Is there anything
you’d change in the story?
*rubs the back of his neck, looks uncomfortable.* Well, the
divorce certainly wasn’t fun, but I suppose that’s my own damn fault.
Now let’s have a
little bit of fun. Let’s do some favorites:
Favorite car?
Has been totaled, damn it. My Mercedes. I loved that car.
Sleek, black and gorgeous.
Favorite scent?
Becca, fresh out of a shower, hands down.
Favorite movie?
Have to admit I’m rather fond of those Disney movies Allie
likes to watch. ’Cause I get to watch ’em with my girl. *winks*
Favorite dish?
A good pulled pork sandwich. One of the few good memories I
have of my childhood. My mother didn’t cook. She was “above” doing what she
considered menial chores. Hired help to do it and insisted on fancy-schmancy dishes.
*rolls his eyes* Our cook, Ida Mae, would make barbequed pulled pork sandwiches
for me and have them waiting when I came home from school. I miss Ida Mae. She
died a few years back.
Anything else you’d
like to share before we go?
*grins* Don’t mess with Becca. She packs of a helluva punch. I should know.
I’m still sore from roughhousing with her.
*Laughing* That she
does, Jackson. Thanks for coming along to meet Vonnie today.
Blurb for Whatever It
Takes:
She’s been dying to
hear the words…
Walking away from her husband was the hardest thing Becca
Morgan has ever done, even if it was the only way to save her heart from being
broken by a loveless marriage. Still, when a terrible accident forces her to
stay at her ex’s house, emotions she thought she’d buried for Jackson Kade long
ago start coming to the surface—and, to her surprise, seem to be reciprocated…
…he just doesn’t know
how to say.
Jackson Kade has never known love like he knew with Becca,
but his cold upbringing left him unable to show her how deeply he feels. When
Becca winds up under his roof once more, he knows it’s his only opportunity to
prove his devotion—and passion. But old habits die hard, and even one mistake
could shatter their last chance at love…
Excerpt:
“What are you afraid of,
Jack?” She stiffened her spine and stood straighter. “That you might actually
feel something?”
As quickly as he’d shut her
out, he pivoted and stalked across the deck toward her. She took a step back,
but in a few long strides, he reached her, seized her waist, and dragged her
against him. As her body hit his, a gasp escaped, but she could only stare at
him, stunned. A war raged in the depths of his eyes. More emotion than she
remembered seeing there in a long time. Desire, anger, pain, frustration, all
fighting for supremacy.
She braced her hands on his
chest, to push him away, but his head dipped down, his lips brushing over hers,
the barest of kisses.
“Or else I may do something
I’m pretty sure you’ll hate me for in the mornin’.” The low huskiness of his
voice washed over her like a heated caress, sending shivers down her spine, and
obliterating whatever defenses she’d manage to build against him. “The feel of
your hands on me about drove me mad. Do you have any idea how aroused I am
right now? I’m two seconds from picking you up and carrying you upstairs.”
Buy links:
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00FFFSZDE
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00FFFSZDE
B&N: http://ow.ly/CZijn
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About the author: JM writes passionate, heartfelt contemporary romance. She’s
a wife, a mother, a spiritualist, and lover of puppies, and happily addicted to
coffee and chocolate. She lives in the rainy Pacific Northwest with her husband
and two sons. She’s a hopeless romantic who believes everybody should have
their happily-ever-after and has been devouring romance novels for as long as
she can remember. Writing them has become her obsession.
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