Jen: Today we welcome Ophelia London to Romancing the Book. Ophelia, will you share a short bio with us?
Ophelia: USA Today bestselling author Ophelia London was born and raised among the redwood trees in beautiful northern California. Once she was fully educated, she decided to settle in Florida, but her car broke down in Texas and she’s lived in Dallas ever since. A cupcake and treadmill aficionado (obviously those things are connected), she spends her time watching arthouse movies and impossibly trashy TV, while living vicariously through the characters she writes. Ophelia is the author of the Sugar City series, including WIFE FOR THE WEEKEND and KISSING HER CRUSH; AIMEE & THE HEARTTHROB; CHALK LINES & LIPSTICK; DEFINITELY, MAYBE IN LOVE; the Abby Road series; and the Perfect Kisses series. Visit her at ophelialondon.com. But don’t call when The Vampire Diaries (or Dawson’s Creek) is on.
Jen: What was your most romantic date?
Ophelia: If you’re not a book nerd, this might not seem romantic, but I once went on a date to Barnes & Noble. My guy and I split up with the rules that in 20 minutes, we’d each return with three books to talk about with each other: 1) a book we recently read, 2) a book we’ve always wanted to read, and 3) our favorite book.
Jen: Favorite flavor of ice cream?
Jen: Favorite sport to watch?
Ophelia: NBA, especially the Dallas Mavericks
Jen: Favorite gift received from a fan?
Ophelia: I adore when readers create fan art. It’s the coolest thing!
Jen: What is your guilty pleasure?
Ophelia: Netflix. Right now it’s the original Twin Peaks series with Trey from Sex & the City. Such greatness.
Jen: How neat is your work environment?
Ophelia: Usually, it’s very tidy. But when I’m under a deadline, there are notes and empty Diet Coke cans everywhere.
Jen: What was the last movie you saw in the theatre?
Ophelia: Star Wars – The Force Awakens.
Jen: What TV family would you want to be a part of?
Ophelia: I always loved The Brady Bunch. And if I could swap out me for Marsha, I’d totally hit on Greg!
Jen: Describe your writing style in one word.
Jen: Do you have a mentor?
Ophelia: I adore classic chick lit authors like Sophie Kinsella, Marian Keyes and Helen Fielding.
Jen: Camping or hotel?
Ophelia: Hotel with many stars, please.
Jen: iPhone or android?
Jen: Please tell us about your newest release and where the idea came from.
Ophelia: My new release is called WIFE FOR THE WEEKEND. I’ve always wanted to write a story about an “accidentally-married” couple. It’s instant drama and tension, especially if the now-husband and wife don’t get along. Since this is book two in a series, I already knew which character from book one I wanted to spin off. Womanizing, workaholic, hot-stuff Dexter was the perfect character to trap in a marriage with his polar opposite.
It had been hard enough trying not to look at Jules at the hotel this morning. At least that sheet had left something to the imagination. But being in the same room with her while she wore nothing but a towel and her hair half damp hanging over her shoulders…
She was smart, too. Quick-witted, and she made him laugh, made him want to hold her hand and squeeze if he ever needed to.
He might not want to be married, but that didn’t mean he minded hanging out with her, maybe share just one kiss—for old time’s sake.
Suddenly, his childhood bedroom felt way too small and stifling.
“I’ll just grab my stuff and get dressed in the bathroom.”
“Why?” Jules was humming while running a comb through her long mermaid hair. Hell, she might as well be sitting on a rock singing a Disney song.
He swallowed. “Don’t you want privacy?”
“It’s fine. Not like I want to jump your bones, Dexter.”
“I know…” He broke off and forced out a deep exhale. All right, so maybe he needed to be away from her towel covered body more than she needed to be away from his. Fine. He’d been with top models in Manhattan. No need to get tied in knots over Jules Bloom.
And just like that, he dropped his towel. “Getting back to building our story,” he said conversationally, “you were going to tell me about yourself. We’ve covered the champagne and your love of oils. What else should I know?”
“My birthday’s June twenty-second, making me a Cancer, but I was two weeks late—you know what that means.”
“Not a clue,” Dexter said, pulling a clean and pressed shirt from his bag.
“It means I was born to be a Gemini.” She paused to laugh and set down her comb. “I might be indecisive and talk too much, but nothing like a Gemini. Cancers can be tenacious, but our element is water not air, so obviously… Dexter!” She flung a hand over her eyes and spun around. “You can’t walk around like that.”
At her reaction, he felt a victorious smile curl his mouth. “Thought you didn’t want to jump my bones.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“Dexter.” She pointed in the general direction of what his towel should be covering. “You’re taking up my personal space.” The parts of her face he could see were turning pink. The roguish tease in him enjoyed watching her unravel. When he did nothing to alter the cause of her complaint, she
marched over to him, keeping tight eye contact, picked up the towel, and threw it at him.
It bounced off his stomach and hit the floor.
“Be polite,” she growled, gripping the knot of her own towel.
This girl. Everything out of her mouth made him want to smile. “Oh, my not being polite is what this is about?”
“Dexter,” she said, not using her inside voice. “Don’t make me…”
“What?” he asked when she didn’t finish. “That sounds like a challenge.”
Jen: What’s next for you?
Ophelia: I’ve got a few things coming up. But my next scheduled release is part of a three-book continuity about a destination wedding. Three authors, three stories about members of the wedding party getting together. Although my story doesn’t have an official title yet, the series is called THE LAST PLUS ONE. Look for it in June!