What type of music do you listen to?
I’m a diehard music lover. I even wear a thumb ring with a musical note on it. My music of choice is R&B. I don’t have a favorite artist, but I have a love for R&B music in general. It’s what I grew up on.
What are your favorite types of movies to watch?
Romantic Comedies and Horror films. I know those two don’t exactly go together, but that’s what I like. I’ve probably seen every Romantic Comedy ever made, more than once. When I find a good horror movie I’ll watch it more than once, but they are harder to find. I don’t scare easily.
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would that be?
Paris France. I’ve vacationed there twice and it is one of my favorite places. I feel at home and very comfortable in Paris. There is so much to explore and experience in I can’t wait until I can afford to stay for at least a month. I’ve met some wonderful people there as well.
Finish this sentence: You gotta love a man who…
Exudes confidence. It’s sexy. I like a man who believes in his abilities so much that he makes you believe as well. An air of confidence is not the same as cocky. Cocky I don’t like.
How do you relax at the end of a long day?
I like to unwind by watching cartoons. Rug Rats used to be my favorite. The story lines are simple enough to get my mind off the challenges I’ve had to face during the day.
How long have you been writing?
I’ve been writing since the early 90’s. My first novel was published a few years after my first attempt. Those were the good old days before publication when I didn’t know the mistakes I was making and wrote all types of stories.
Did you always want to be a writer? If not, what else did you want to do?
I didn’t grow up thinking I wanted to be a writer. I just enjoyed creating stories. I originally wanted to be a therapist. A sex therapist actually. So, in some way I’m still helping people explore good sex through the characters in my romance novels.
What is your greatest accomplishment as an author so far?
I enjoyed seeing my novel Rendezvous turned into a made-for-television movie. The trip to California and meeting the actors and director was a treat that I don’t think I’ll ever forget.
What inspired you to write your latest release?
I’m actually working on a new novel that was inspired from my survival camp experience years ago. Every time I discuss the experience with someone they tell me I should write about it. Years later, I’ve finally decided to do so. Writing the book was so much fun and brought back so many memories. However, the character in the book is nothing like me, or I hope not.
If you could trade places with a character in one of your books (male or female), who would it be and why?
It would be Darius Monroe from Hotel Paradise. He is by far the coolest hero I have written. He’s handsome, suave, a hard worker and has a good heart. Of course he’s not without flaws, but he’s the type of guy I’d like to meet. He also runs a boutique hotel that caters to the rich and famous. I myself have dreamed of owning such a place.
She ran from danger…
Lovely, educated Jade Bassett had married a handsome man who told her lies, took all her money, and then was found murdered. Reeling from her shattered world, she is running for her life on the streets of Atlanta, knowing that whoever killed her husband is still out there…looking for her.
…into a stranger’s arms.
Penniless and terrified, Jade’s got nowhere to turn, until she encounters Jeff Nelson, a successful graphic designer and the most sensual man she has ever met. But when Jeff offers to help her get her life back together, Jade feels darkly suspicious of his motives and of the painful past he seems intent on hiding. Despite her doubts, desire soon sweeps her into a dazzling affair with this sensuous stranger–one that takes them both to the heights of ecstasy. Now, as the mystery of her husband’s death unwinds, Jade has to know if the passion she and Jeff share is leading to a rendezvous with betrayal…or a love to trust with all her heart.
Jade sat straight up in the seat. She pulled her shoulders back and her chin up toward the sky. Okay, I’ll go to his house for the night At least, I won’t have to worry about them finding me there. Those men wouldn’t think of looking at Jeffrey’s house for her. She didn’t even know where it was. She hadn’t been able to stay in a shelter longer than a week before they found her. Luckily, she’d run to other shelters without them catching her. Unfortunately, she wasn’t able to get back on her feet because of running so much.
She glanced at Jeffrey out of the corner of her eye. He hadn’t said anything for a while. Maybe he was having second thoughts. After all, he didn’t know her. He only knew her name. She could be a thief, a junkie, or a crazy person. Inhaling deeply, she sucked in the clean smell of his cologne. She shivered, thinking of the risks he was taking.
“You’re not cold, are you?” he asked.
“No, I’m fine.” Realizing she still had one glove on, she pulled it off. Then she unbuttoned the top button of her coat. She wiggled her toes in her shoes, basking in the warm, toasty feeling of the heat.
“Great.” He turned down the heat “I’m a little warm.”
He didn’t say another word until they exited Interstate 285 and turned onto Interstate 400. “I live in Roswell. Have you been out there before?”
“No.” She bit her lip and looked out the window. She slowly rocked in her seat. Why did he have to live so far out? They were beyond Fulton County now. Roswell couldn’t be on the bus line, which meant she had no way of getting back to town. She wished she’d asked where he lived before she’d agreed to go with him. For all she knew, he could take her out into the boonies and do God knows what to her.
“My neighborhood is very quiet. It’s really nice. Most of my neighbors are older people.”
He was making small talk. Were butterflies fluttering around in his stomach like they were in hers? Unfortunately, she couldn’t back out now. She had no idea how far out Roswell was. She just hoped it wasn’t too far.
Tim had only driven her around the metro Atlanta area. Even all her temporary jobs had been downtown. This was the first time she’d actually left the city.
“You haven’t lived in Atlanta long, have you?” he asked.
“No, I’ve only been here three months.” She hoped he wasn’t about to ask too many personal questions.
He nodded his head, keeping his eyes on the road. “Where are you from?”
“Shy town born and raised?”
“No, I was born in Kentucky.”
“Kentucky. That’s horse country, isn’t it?”
“Sort of. Most of the horse farms are in Lexington, and the Kentucky Derby’s run in Louisville.”
“So why did you leave Chicago?”
Jade looked out the window and thought about Tim. Because I was a fool. “I’d rather not discuss it.” She didn’t want to admit Tim had conned her out of everything she owned. The early years of their relationship had been wonderful. He’d given her everything she asked for, and told her more than once that he wanted a family. He’d actually swept her off her feet. After marrying him, she’d quit her job and moved to Atlanta with him, bringing along all her savings and dreams of a wonderful life.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.”
“That’s okay. I’m just not feeling very good right now.”
She looked down at her tattered shoes and clothes. This wasn’t the real Jade Post. The real Jade Post had beautiful clothes and loved to travel. Before moving to Atlanta she had sold her comfortable condo with a lake view on Chicago’s north side. She was living proof that anyone could become homeless. She promised herself it would never happen again once she got out of this mess. From now on, she wouldn’t trust anyone but herself.
“Well, here we are. Home sweet home.” He pressed the garage door opener, then pulled inside.
Here’s the info on the giveaway!
Prize: An autographed copy of Rendezvous and Hotel Paradise
How To enter: Answer this question: If you were homeless, what would it take for you to surrender your life to a man you don’t know for help?
Deadline: September 12, 2015 11:59pm EST
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About the Author
Bridget Anderson grew up in Louisville, Kentucky writing short stories for her eyes only, which fueled the flames for a writing career. A degree in Counseling from the University of Louisville enabled her to get into the psyche of characters who would later fill the pages of her novels. Being the risk taker that she is, a coin toss after college lead her to Atlanta, Georgia, where her writing career began.
Bridget writes provocative suspense filled stories about smart women and the men they love. She’s published seven novels and two novellas. Rendezvous, a romantic suspense novel was later adapted into a made-for-television movie.
She currently resides in North Metro Atlanta with her husband and a big dog she swears is part human. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Georgia Romance Writers, and The Authors Guild.
Laurel Cremant is an opinionated author and reader of romance with a wicked sense of humor. RNIC was smart (or crazy) to bring her on as a blogger. In 2016 she took over the management of this site and relishes her new title of “Overlord of Awesome”