With: Cathleen Ross
Hi everyone! I’m Cathleen Ross, and I am delighted to be joining you on Just Contemporary Romance. For an ebook giveaway to one reader, read on:
I write hot erotic romance for Entangled's Scorched line. My latest release is ROUGH AND READY.
Here's a peek at what you'll be getting:
Before special ops soldier Hugo Boudreaux can move on, he has one last thing to do–fulfill a wartime debt to the friend who saved his life. He must infiltrate a vicious Louisiana MC club to stop their next illegal weapons shipment and send the president to jail. What he didn’t plan on was ending up an unwilling bodyguard to the man’s daughter–innocent and attractive nurse Alice Kaintuck.
Alice wants a normal life with a nice guy. But her rough-edged bodyguard is the sexiest man she's ever met. Suddenly she can’t stop thinking about just how hot he makes her. Before she knows it, she’s tumbling into his muscular arms…though she'll be damned if she'll fall in love with a man as dangerous as her father. Only Hugo doesn’t make love, he consumes her and turns her life upside down with his carnal, erotic sex. Dreams of nice guys vanish when her enemy becomes her obsession…
Alice adjusted the pillows so she could stare straight into Hugo's sea-green eyes, needing answers. Rough sex. What the hell was that? He was still befuddled by his orgasm, so she knew it was the time to drill down to the truth.
He frowned and looked away from her, but she put her hand on his cheek and steered his face to hers. "Talk to me. I need answers. I want to understand what you mean by rough sex."
He shifted onto his side, regarding her warily as if he was cautious of letting her in. "I'm an adrenaline junky. My teachers hated me. They did a psych evaluation on me because I couldn't concentrate. Turned out I was smart but a high-risk individual, attracted to danger."
"Why doesn't that surprise me? I swear you lit up in that bar like you wanted to fight. You goaded Beast. Even a knife to the throat didn't stop you. You're nuts."
He grinned. "I enjoy pitting myself against an enemy. I love the feel of flesh on flesh. Of punishing the opposition. Someone I can fight until he has nothing left, until I'm exhausted too, but I have to get up again."
"You don't seem to have any fear." Intrigued, she wanted to know: what kind of man was he?
"I'm not proud of it, but you're right. I get off on danger. I'm not a desk-job man. Normal everyday stuff bores me, but I have to find a way to fit back into society."
"So what are you telling me? You've had sex once, and now you're bored. Am I some sort of experiment to help you settle?"
He stroked her cheek with feather-light fingers. "No. That's not what I'm saying. This job, protecting you, is exactly what I like. He grinned. "Along with the special benefits. I'm fine with normal sex, too, but it doesn't give me a high. I like to play games. Edgy stuff. That's what gets me off."
"Edgy. What's edgy?"