Thanks for having me on your blog today! Wilde One is the first book in my new romantic suspense series, Born To Be Wilde. I’m excited to share a little about it with everyone because out of the eighteen books I’ve written, this one was probably the most fun. I had to ask myself why, and one of the answers was my hero. Griff is real. He has quirks that are relatable. He’s always hungry and eats constantly. Such a guy… He speaks first and thinks later. He’s a man’s man. But he’s also sexy and funny and tries really hard. However, when it comes to what women expect, he’s pretty darn clueless.
Here’s an example of Griff, figuring it out a little too late…
He wiped perspiration off his brow with the back of his hand. Ainslee had accused him of treating her like a cheap hook-up. He certainly hadn’t thought of her that way. The woman was pure class with an innocent air and a go get ’em attitude. Her independent spirit was a huge turn-on. So when she’d started talking about arranging her life around his plans… Another deep sigh stirred the hot, moist air. He’d overreacted. Hell, in his mind, he’d turned a casual comment on her part into a signed proclamation of intent. If he went in for a colonoscopy right now, the only thing the doctor would find up there was his head, complete with his foot in his mouth.
In the plus column, Griff isn’t afraid to admit he’s wrong…or say he’s sorry. Both swoon-worthy qualities in a hero. Then there’s his willingness to risk life and limb…for a dog.
A big rig thundered by, and Ainslee let out a squeal. But when the Mack truck passed, the dog—if the damned animal was a dog and not a big rat—was still cowering in the slow lane. She leaped out of the car.
“Holy crap!” Griff shoved open his door then slammed it. “No, Ainslee. Stay back. I’ll grab him.”
Horn blaring, a white pickup barreled nearer. Sprinting forward, Griff dashed out into the freeway to scoop the quivering bundle off the pavement. Brakes screeched, but he made it to the edge of the road with a foot or two to spare. The animal in his hand growled.
Griff’s gaze clashed with terrified brown eyes. “Don’t think about biting me.”
Jogging back to the SUV, he handed the tiny critter to Ainslee. Remarkably, it didn’t make any threatening noises at her. Cradling the dog against her chest, she climbed into the car. After running around the rear of the vehicle, he opened the driver’s door and slipped inside then waited for a string of cars to pass before pulling back onto the freeway. They’d gone at least a mile before his heart stopped pounding.
“It’s okay, baby. You’re safe.”
Baby? Oh, she’s talking to the damned dog.
“God, I must be crazy. That truck almost killed me.”
“Thank you, Griff. It would have broken my heart to see this sweet boy get squashed.”
He noticed she didn’t mention the state of her heart if he’d been turned into a grease spot by oncoming traffic.
Maybe not your traditional romantic gesture with flowers and poetry, but you can’t fault Griff’s effort. So, if you enjoy heroes who are sweet and funny and not just Alpha Males thumping their chest, Griff may be right up your alley.
I’m giving away an e-copy of Wilde One in your choice of formats through Enthrill to one lucky winner. Leave a comment with your favorite oddball romantic gesture from a book or movie for a chance to win. Thanks for stopping by, and happy reading!
Here’s the blurb from Wilde One:
The Wilde brothers have one thing in common—a thirst for adventure. But Griff Wilde is about to be taken on the ride of his life . . .
When Griff Wilde receives a letter from a dead man sending him on a race to find a mysterious treasure, he’s not worried about the competition. After all, salvaging sunken treasure is what he was born to do. But the riddles leading to the clues are a little trickier than he anticipated . . .
Ainslee Fontaine is ready for a change. A cross-country scavenger hunt sounds like a piece of cake after teaching in New York City. How hard could it be? For starters, travelling alone seems to have its hidden dangers, like real-life treasure hunters who ignite her deepest passions. But there’s still a hidden prize to find—unless someone stops them by any means necessary . . .
About the Author:
Write what you know… I’ve taken this advice to heart, creating characters from small towns and plots that unfold in the great outdoors. I grew up in a tiny Northern California town and currently live in beautiful Lake Tahoe with my husband and two daughters. When I’m not busy writing, I hike or snowshoe in the woods around my home. Whether I’m writing contemporary, historical or romantic suspense, I bring the beauty of nature to my stories.