RNIC is delighted to spotlight author Lisa Watson’s latest release, Love by Design! Let’s all welcome her to the blog!
What are your pet peeves?
People that throw lit cigarettes out of moving vehicles. For some reason, it irritates me to no end. I know it’s a minimal chance, but what if gasoline is on the ground?
What type of music do you listen to?
I’m way too eclectic to pick just one type. I listen to whatever moves me. Could be Classical, Progressive Jazz, Rock, Calypso, R&B, Pop…
Short answer favorites:
Dessert. Brownie Sundae. City. Sedona. Season. Autumn. Type of hero. Alpha Male. Type of heroine. Strong, and Capable. Actor. Harrison Ford. Actress. Viola Davis. Band/solo singer. Black Eyed Peas. Color. Loden Green. Cuisine. Thai.
What is your dream car and why?
Audi R8. When I first saw it in the Iron Man movie…time stood still.
Which TV show(s) can you absolutely not miss every week?
Sleepy Hollow. I love the chemistry between Lieutenant Abbie Mills, and Ichabod Crane, and the storylines keep me tuning in every Monday. I also discovered Ichabbie fan fiction on Archiveofourown.org, and now I’m good and hooked!
What does the area where you write look like?
It’s my bedroom. Soft green walls, sleigh bed, leather loveseat. It’s calming…and quiet. It’s my Fortress of Solitude.
If you could date the hero from one of your books, who would it be and why?
Col. Ivan Mangum. Ret. He’s just a phenomenal person, well-rounded, when he loves…he loves hard, and his job and heart incline him to protect people. Did I mention that he’s tall? I love tall men, and big men!
What was the nicest comment or most interesting question you’ve received from a reader?
There have been so many positive comments about my novels, and I’m truly appreciative of them all. I love the ones where readers tell me that they loved my book so much that they lost sleep because they didn’t want to put it down until they were finished. Trust me, I do that myself when I read books sometimes, so I get it.
What can readers expect from you next?
There’s been so many readers interested in reading Cole Mangum’s (Ivan’s brother) story that hopefully, I’ll be working on book 4 in The Match Broker series. I’m also working on my next Christmas novel, and new Contemporary Romance series.
Ask and answer a question we didn’t ask.
If you had to improve one thing about yourself, what would it be? – I procrastinate like nobody’s business. I’d definitely love to improve that one!
Blurb for Love by Design
He lost her once. Is this their second chance?
Transforming a vision for Belle Cove Resorts into reality is a breakout move that could take Dakota Carson’s image specialist company to the next level. But it means teaming up with the man who broke her heart. Soon enough, Dakota’s overwhelming desire for the gorgeous entrepreneur reawakens. But giving in to passion could cost her way too much.
Years ago, Logan Montague walked away from everything, including the woman he loved. Now CEO of his family’s international resort chain, he won’t risk losing Dakota another time. With his matchmaking aunt’s blessing, he and Dakota are united in business—and pleasure. And so Logan embarks on his scheme of seduction, sweeping Dakota away to an exotic Jamaican hideaway. With both their professional and personal futures on the line, can they learn to trust and love each other…again?
Susan got up and headed into Dakota’s office. She took a seat in the chair across from Dakota’s desk with her computer tablet in hand. “I’m all ears. Impress me.”
“She’s been doing that to me for years.” A man’s voice sounded behind them.
Both women looked up in unison. Dakota’s eyes flew to the doorway. The color drained off her face. She stood up shakily and braced her desk.
“Dakota, are you okay?” Susan whispered.
“Koty?” Susan’s eyebrow rose. “I thought you hated that nickname?”
Dakota glanced at Logan. Despite the shock at seeing him, she schooled her features. When she spoke, her voice was firm. “No, just the person who used to use it.”
Logan crossed the room at an unhurried pace. “Is that how you greet a long-lost friend?”
“You were hardly lost,” she clarified. “You left, if I recall.”
“Well, that part may be true.”
“May be?” Dakota retorted. “You destroyed our friendship, Logan. You left abruptly—and you didn’t look back.” She left out the part about when she needed him most.
Susan glanced between the two of them. “Uh, I think I’ll let you two catch up.”
She stood up and bolted from the room.
The lofty reply got under Dakota’s skin in record time and spurred her to action. She was across the room in seconds.
“What are you doing here?”
Logan sat down on the couch. “Are you going to stand here hissing at me like an angry kitten, or are you going to welcome a good friend home?”
“There’s that word again,” she replied. “I haven’t seen you in how many years, Logan? I’d hardly call us friends—good or otherwise.”
“We were inseparable once.”
“Yes, we were…and then you ruined it.”
He nodded. “Fair enough, but it’s not like I’ve changed much, Koty.”
“Nope, still the selfish jackass you’ve always been,” she quipped. “And it’s Dakota. Nobody calls me Koty…not anymore.”
“How about we call a cease-fire, and you ask me why I’m here?”
“How about you explain why you stayed away in the first place? Better yet, why you didn’t level with me if your feelings had changed, and why you’re sitting here like I’m supposed to run into your arms and give you a big welcome-home hug. I can tell you right now, that ain’t happening.”
“Can you please sit down and let me explain?”
With an exasperated sigh, Dakota took a seat across from him. “I’m sitting. Now why are you here? I thought Chicago was the last place you wanted to be?”
He winced at the not-so-subtle reminder of words spoken long ago that she had overheard. “For a long time it was…but things change.”
Her expression was guarded. “I know that better than anyone.”
He sighed. “I did come back, often, if I recall.”
“Yes, you did, but nothing was ever the same. Tell me I’m wrong. Each time I saw you things were…awkward between us.”
“I don’t expect you to understand, but I stayed away to make a name for myself.”
“Last time I checked, you were a Montague. How many names do you need?”
“You know what I mean. I left at my father’s insistence to learn the family business, but I also went in search of life on my own terms…without all the baggage—and the money. It was important to me.”
“Obviously more important than our friendship.”
His expression turned remorseful. “You know that wasn’t the case.”
“Do I?” She stared at him. “What was I supposed to think, Logan? You spouted some gibberish about going off to work at Montague…something you said you’d never do.”
“It was at my parents’ insistence, Dakota. I didn’t exactly have a choice in the matter. I never wanted to leave Chicago—or you.”
“But you kissed me…we kissed, Logan. You literally ask me to wait for you, and then you leave and go to New York, but that’s not the best part. Then you go to California to attend Stanford instead of Georgetown University like we planned. You didn’t tell me about your decision until it was too late to stop you. Which I’m sure you bargained for.”
Logan glanced up. “Dakota, nothing during those years turned out the way I’d hoped. It was wrong of me to ask you to put your life on hold for me, but…I thought we had something developing between us that we should explore.”
“So did I, but then things changed.”
“I know. I’m sorry, Dakota.”
When she remained quiet, he continued. “So you did end up going to Georgetown?”
“That was the plan,” she said pointedly. “I kept my end of our promise. And to add insult to injury, you didn’t keep in contact.”
The bitter censure in her words was not lost on Logan.
“So what about you?”
She looked confused. “What about me?”
“You didn’t bother to visit. You knew where I was, and you didn’t come. Not once.”
“Are you kidding, I—”
Dakota clamped her mouth shut. She was about to confess that she had come to visit, but stopped before she could humiliate herself by telling him the truth. She would never admit that she did go to see him, but that when she reached his dorm room and a friend let her in, she discovered Logan in bed with another woman. That’s when her heart had shattered into a heap at her feet, and she realized that she had loved Logan—and lost him. She swore he would never know the extent of her pain, or heartbreak. That one kiss they shared before he left was their first…and last.
“Nothing,” she said quickly. “You’re right. I’m the bad guy here.”
“I never said that.”
“I didn’t come see you when I could have. Truth is, I found myself very unmotivated to travel across the country to see a man who didn’t want to be in the same city with me.”
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Prize: Autographed print book of Love By Design, for US entrants, or ebook version via Amazon.com.
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How to enter: Answer the following question in the comments, and post to my Fan Page on Facebook. I’ll select (2) random winners by drawing: What was your best blind date?
Deadline: Contest ends at 11:59 pm EST on November 21st.
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About the Author
A native of Washington D.C., Lisa Watson writes multicultural novels with engaging storylines, and strong characters bonded by love and humor.
An avid traveler, beautiful destinations are lush backdrops for her storylines and characters.
The Match Broker series, introduced readers to matchmaking guru, Norma Jean Anderson, aka The Love Broker. Her goal? Have her son, Adrian, and everyone in his immediate circle of friends, happily married—period. Book two in the series, Her Heart’s Desire, (May 2014) hit #1 on the Amazon Bestseller list. Look for book three, Love by Design, October 1, 2014.
Lisa works at a technology consulting firm, is the co-publicist for RT BookReview Magazine’s annual RT Booklovers Convention, and the host for Reader’s Entertainment Radio show on Blog Talk Radio.
Married with two teenagers, and a Maltipoo, Brinkley, Lisa lives outside Raleigh, NC.
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