Character Interview – Caitlyn Montgomery – Heroine of Rough Harbor
Name: Caitlyn Amanda Montgomery
Occupation: Account Manager, financial analyst, investor and poker player – the guys never see that one coming.
Blonde or Brunette – A natural brunette, thank you very much…
Who Taught You to play poker – my grandfather – he taught pretty much all the important things in life. I am not so sure he would have approved of me fleecing the Men’s Rugby team, but hey, a girl’s got get
her start somewhere.
Most Romantic Place – I used to think it was sunset at the Eiffel tower but I have new appreciation for newly remodeled kitchens.
Favorite Place – Sailor’s Rock, right at the edge of Queensbay Harbor… it’s my thinking spot.
Treasured Possession – the 1980 Mercedes roadster my grandfather left me. Shiny, candy apple red, beige leather interior and totally impractical. But there’s nothing like driving along the Shore Road on a summer’s night with the top down, blasting the radio.
Favorite TV Show – Used to be Downton Abbey, but the English accents are give me bad memories, considering my own recent brush with the English aristocracy. Guess I’ll have to stick with Vampire Diaries. Part of me still wishes I could get a do over in high school.
Favorite Movie – Working Girl, you know with Sigourney Weaver as the bad boss and Melanie Griffiths as the average girl with a head for business and a bod for sin…I guess I kinda like to think of myself that way too…
Favorite Book – Pride and Prejudice – what girl doesn’t want to find their Mr. Dary
Bathing Suit, Prom Dress or Business Suit – I’m definitely more of a business suit type of girl, but you should see what I wear underneath it.
Chocolate or Pizza – A pepperoni slice from Queensbay Pizzeria followed by a molten lava cake from the Hideaway…you can’t ever have too much chocolate.
Beer, Wine or Coffee – Wine and coffee…
Favorite Way to Exercise – I’ll run…but only because it’s good for me.
Something Funny We Don’t Know About You – – – I can lipsync all the words to The Sign by Ace of Base…Where’s the karaoke machine?
After a bitter break up and professional set back in London, twenty seven year old Caitlyn has returned to Queensbay to work for Maxwell Randall, an old family friend, at his financial management firm. So far, bit by bit, Caitlyn’s been rebuilding all she lost after Michael St. John broke her heart …and tried to ruin her professional reputation.
But her past comes back to haunt her when Maxwell unexpectedly turns up dead. Not only does Caitlyn find her career in jeopardy but her heart is too, when Noah Randall, Maxwell’s son, and her first love, returns to Queensbay. Once, ten years ago, Caitlyn was sure Noah was the one for her…but the tragedy of her grandfather’s suicide and Noah’s decision to leave town left her bereft…and determined never to trust him again.
Over the past decade, she’s managed to do her best to forget about Noah Randall and the lingering questions surrounding her grandfather’s suicide. But now that’s he back in town – rich and more handsome than ever, and she can’t help wondering what if? What if Noah really was the one?
Noah Randall left home ten years ago to seek his fortune – vowing never to return until he’d made a success of himself – and show Caitlyn Montgomery just what she’d given up. He returns to find that Caitlyn Montgomery has only grown more alluring with time. Noah’s always wanted he couldn’t have…and now he wants Caitlyn again. But she’s determined not to make the same mistake twice.
While Noah and Caitlyn are revisiting old ground – and forging a new relationship, there’s trouble brewing in Queensbay. Old secrets and new lead Caitlyn to believe that perhaps her grandfather didn’t kill himself – and that Maxwell’s death was no accident. But just how far will someone go to keep her – and Noah – from finding out the truth…and will Queesbay prove to have troubled waters after all?
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Noah leaned in closer, his lips hovering above hers, his arms moving around her, pulling her closer to him, so he could feel his body next to hers, feel the swell of her breasts, see every freckle on her nose.
“I have people for that,” he murmured, letting his lips feather across her. Her eyes opened wide, and he knew that she was feeling, that he had gotten to her.
“Noah…” It was more of a moan than a whisper.
“Shh, I know you’re not after my money. Just shut up and let me…”
Kiss you. And he did, their lips touching. Softly at first, so he could taste her, smell her perfume, something spicy, and her shampoo, something fruity. She moved in his arms – not away, but closer – and he took that for an invitation, an invitation that his attentions were wanted.
He deepened his kiss, letting his tongue explore, letting his hands slide from her shoulders down to the V of her neck, skimming lightly over her breasts, feeling the fabric of her bra, then the hard nub of her nipples which sprang to attention under his caress.
She moaned, answering his kiss, her hands running through his hair, pulling him towards her as their embrace deepened, grew more passionate, his hands roaming feeling, possessing her.
Until. “Stop, Noah, stop.” She broke free, her head moving away from him, her hands still twined in his hair. She lowered her eyes and leaned against his shoulders.
“What, what is it?” His voice was husky, raspy, and he could feel desire, the sheer wanting of her flowing through him, all the way through it. She felt it, too, and took a step back.
“Noah, you’re the boss. And we barely know each other. I mean now. I just can’t get involved right now.”
Hi, I’, Andrea Stein an author, mother, wife and blogger and a certified mom-chauffeur. I have been scribbling stories for as long as I can remember, including my first adventure story, inspired by an obsession with Out of Africa (book, movie and biography) about a young girl stranded in Kenya. It was serial fiction handwritten, given to my sister, who couldn’t read my handwriting. That story dies after one installment, but the next year I got a word processor (not a computer, but an ACTUAL WORD PROCESSOR) that showed about twenty lines of text at a time. This was before laptops were widely available and this allowed me to be able to type to my heart’s content in the privacy of my own room. Which I did. I think I spent the time writing stories about my “frenemies” to amuse myself. I also listened to a lot of the Cure and New Wave music. I have since moved on to a happier place.
Even though I read lots of different types of books, I write romance novels with a twist. More like contemporary romance than romantic suspense (I don’t write about serial killers or FBI agents) but I usually like to include a puzzle or mystery for my hero and heroine to solve.
Rough Harbor is my second novel, set in a small New England town. Coming soon is Ivy Cottage, also set in a small New England town on a river.
Other than writing I spend most of my time reading, watching TV, cooking, cleaning, taking care of kids, trying to keep the house clean and folding laundry. I love Twizzlers, chocolate and shows on the WB. For me, reading has always been an escape, a way to escape the ordinary and dive into a world that feels real – but with all of the ‘boring’ parts edited out.
As for the rest of my life, I grew up on Long Island, spent a lot of vacations in small New England towns, went to college in New York City, married by high school sweetheart, worked, had kids, stopped working, and kept on writing. Now I live in rural New Jersey (yes, there is
such a thing), and though I don’t own any horses, I do have a barn, which I share with squirrels.
There’s something successful writers always tell new writers about their secret to success. Just do it…Bum Glue…write 1ooo words a day…write for two hours a day….Keep writing. And they’re right. I got more successful with my writing when I started to do it consistently. I don’t write every day, but I shoot for five days a week. This means that the words and pages pile up — and I have stories to shape, make and mold…and share.
I hope you enjoy my books.