College graduate Judy stands ready to conquer the world…if
she can find a job. Hoping to transition from aspiring architect to famous
architect as quickly as possible, the dark-haired beauty moves to LA, staying
in the home of her celebrity brother, Michael Wolfe. But it’s hard for Judy to
focus on work when the sexy bodyguard she fell for last summer keeps showing up
in her life and leaving her breathless.
RICK EVANS:
With his hard body, green eyes, and easy smile, Rick could
have any woman he wants. But the Marine-turned-bodyguard only has eyes for Judy
and her spitfire attitude. When a faceless villain attacks Judy, Rick will stop
at nothing to protect the woman who opened his heart from the monster hunting
her.
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5 Questions for Catherine Bybee
What are three things
people may not know about you?
I've answered this question a lot over the years... let me see if
I can dig three new things out of my vault.
Clowns freak me out. Going
to the circus is one of those things that's kinda like walking into a dark
basement, during a storm...when there is a killer on the loose.
I was the PTA Mom that
everyone talked about. And not always in a good way.
I have a slight fear of
heights that doesn't apply to airplanes. *shrugs* The edge of the Grand Canyon
is fine as long as I'm five feet away.
What has been your
greatest pleasure in writing Taken by Tuesday?
I loved exploring the mindset of a small town girl and her views
on love and marriage. Judy, as a new college graduate, was one of my youngest
heroines to date. Slightly naive but gutsy can get a young girl in
trouble...but she proved stronger than the average toward the end.
Do you share any personality
traits with your heroine, Judy?
I guess you can say that Judy and I are both willing to take
risks to get what we want. In a crisis, Judy keeps a calm head...and I know I
don't freak out when things get crazy.
What appeals to you most
about the contemporary genre?
Everyone on this planet has a story to tell and contemporary
romance explores every walk of life. I love the fact that a contemporary
romance can take you from tropical destinations of the rich and famous, to the
vast space of Texas, to the guy flipping burgers at the local greasy spoon.
Unlike historical fiction, or paranormal fiction, contemporary fiction can be
identified with by many of its readers.
What type of hero do you
like best?
Physically strong, mentally alert and ready to move heaven and earth for his heroine.
Physically strong, mentally alert and ready to move heaven and earth for his heroine.
ENJOY AN EXCERPT
A throaty laugh
made him pause.
He knew that laugh.
The smile on his face suddenly felt more
genuine. His gaze slid across the room when she laughed again. Her back was to
him, but it was her…Utah. She held her cue stick and pointed at a corner
pocket. “Watch ‘em and weep.”
She sunk the eight ball like it was her bitch
and the guys around the table groaned. A short-haired blonde lifted her hand
and made a grabby motion with her fingers. “Pay up!”
Utah laughed, laid her cue on the table, and
grabbed the bottle of beer at her side. All the while Rick just watched the interplay.
She wore tight jeans, a tucked in tank that hugged her waist in a
mouth-watering way …over the ensemble was a jean jacket that he could easily
picture draped over the handlebars of his motorcycle.
“I think we just got hustled,” one of the young
college kids said as he shoved his hands in his wallet to pay his debt.
“I tried to warn you.”
Judy’s friend shoved the bills into her pocket
faster than the waitress had. “Anyone else? Twenty buck minimum with a round of
drinks.”
This might be
fun.
Rick took a step forward and lifted his voice
above the crowd. “A hundred bucks.”
Utah froze, but didn’t turn around. He wondered
if she recognized his voice. Had she thought about him in the last year? With
the exception of her brother’s divorce party, he hadn’t seen her…not outside of
a wet dream or two.
The blonde swiveled her head like a snake to
prey and her eyes did that sweeping thing that happened to him once in a while.
Rick knew he wasn’t hard on the eyes, knew he filled out his shirt like a Marine
should. His thick shoulders and neck screamed military or linebacker. He did
play a little football in high school.
“Who the hell are you?” the blonde mumbled.
Rick chuckled.
Judy slowly turned and had to tilt her head back
to look at him. “Green Eyes.”
“Hey, Utah.”
“You know this guy?” The blonde shoved next to
Judy and nudged her arm.
God, she was even more adorable than he
remembered. He didn’t let her eyes go, just matched her stare. A blush rose to
her cheeks and a few freckles peeked through. Her snarky remark about his
presence was a heartbeat away. He’d lay another hundred bucks on the table as a
bet that the next words out of her mouth would shock everyone within earshot.
“Did the steroid train stop in town when I
wasn’t looking?”
The blonde started to laugh.
Rick stepped even closer so barely an inch
separated them. The smile never left his face. “I hear steroids shrink dicks.”
As if she couldn’t help herself, Judy glanced
down and it was Rick’s turn to laugh. He brushed the edge of her body with his
and removed the cue from the table. “What do ya say, Utah? I’ll even let you
break. Ladies first and all that.”
Rick knew they were drawing a crowd, but the
interplay between them matched the sparks that hovered over them like a damn
rainbow, and he was powerless to care what anyone thought.
“A hundred bucks is steep, Judy.”
“S’okay, Meg…Rick’s a big talker. Besides, he
doesn’t know what I’m capable of.”
Rick shook his head and clicked his tongue.
“Now, now…don’t want to show all your cards.”
“She’s really good, dude,” the guy she’d
relieved of twenty bucks said from across the table.
Rick lowered his voice. “Will you go easy on me,
Babe?”
Judy regained some of her lost composure and
pushed away from his personal space. “Not on your life. And I’m not your babe!”
We’ll see about
that.
He couldn’t stop smiling.
About Catherine Bybee
New York Times & USA
Today bestselling author Catherine Bybee was raised in Washington State,
but after graduating high school, she moved to Southern California in hopes of
becoming a movie star. After growing bored with waiting tables, she returned to
school and became a registered nurse, spending most of her career in urban
emergency rooms. She now writes full-time and has penned the Weekday Brides
Series and the Not Quite Series. Bybee lives with her husband and two teenage
sons in Southern California. 