Hi everyone, today I have the pleasure of having Micah
Smythe and his mate Bridget here with me. I’ve kind of decided to treat this
like a gameshow *grin* I’m going to put each one in a separate room and ask
them the same questions. Let’s see if this is a match made in heaven. *grin*
Micah
Fall.
I love the smells in the air, the crisp leaves crunching under my paws, the
turning shades of orange, red and yellow.
Vin
Diesel. Love action movies! And Sandra
Bullock…that woman is HOT!
Blue
Chinese
is my favorite and Mexican is probably my least favorite because it gives me
heartburn.
Ace,
but I excel at everything I do.
I
don’t think I’m allowed to say what I call her, your readers might be
offended (or turned on). But sometimes I call her Cinnamon, because she tends
to be a bit spicy.
And last but not least, a bonus question:
How would you describe Bridget? What attracted you about her?
She’s beautiful, honest (sometimes too honest), and despite the fact
that her mouth is rather sassy, I can’t stop wanting to kiss those luscious
lips.
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Bridget
Spring.
It’s a time of growth and change. Colorful blossoms adorn yards, the grass
starts turning green again, the temperature begins to warm.
Jensen
Ackles (have you SEEN him? He is oh-my-god fine!) and Goldie Hawn (she’s
hilarious).
Purple
I
love Italian, but I hate sushi.
Sugar.
It would be hilarious because I’m so not good and sweet.
Milkbone.
Sometimes he gives me that glaring Alpha look and I just want to toss him one
to watch his face turn purple and his eyes bug out of his head.
And last but not least, a bonus question:
How would you describe Micah? What attracted you about him?
Alpha
to the core, but there’s a tender side to him once you get to know him. And
he has the most amazing eyes! I could stare into his eyes forever.
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Bridget Donohue is beyond furious
with the meddling alpha of the local wolf pack. He not only crashed her wedding,
but scared the groom away. And for what? It isn’t like he’s ready to man up and
claim her.
Disgruntled by his attraction, Micah Smythe feels the pull but isn’t willing to bite. Bridget is irrational, mouthy, and temperamental. So why does his body respond every time she’s near? He’s declared her off limits, but the more time he spends with her, the harder it is to keep his hands to himself.
Passion ignites between them, but Bridget refuses to give in to the wolf’s game of seduction. She’s determined to resist the alpha at all costs.
Disgruntled by his attraction, Micah Smythe feels the pull but isn’t willing to bite. Bridget is irrational, mouthy, and temperamental. So why does his body respond every time she’s near? He’s declared her off limits, but the more time he spends with her, the harder it is to keep his hands to himself.
Passion ignites between them, but Bridget refuses to give in to the wolf’s game of seduction. She’s determined to resist the alpha at all costs.
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“How could
you…!” Bridget screamed into the wind as the storm raged around her, knowing
damn well with his sensitive wolf hearing, she could have whispered. “You sent
my fiancé running scared! We were about to say our vows, you asshole!”
Bridget stood outside the church, her
white dress feeling like it weighed fifty pounds as the rain pelted down,
soaking her. A gust of wind wrenched off her veil and sent it into the nearby
gutter, dirty water destroying it on contact.
“You aren’t marrying him,” Micah said, a
growl to his voice.
“Why?” she asked, the anger draining away
as her shoulders sagged. “Why would you ruin my life this way? I was happy,
damn it!”
“You don’t belong with him.”
“I don’t belong with you,” she yelled. “Go back to your pack. You aren’t welcome in my
life!”
Bridget struck hard, making contact with
his cheek. Holding her hand to her chest, she turned on her heels and stormed
back into the church, the heavy doors slamming shut behind her. Five of the
groomsmen formed a line, blocking Micah from following her. His hands clenched
at his sides as he bared his teeth at them.
“Move!” he demanded.
The eldest of the groomsmen, a
bear-shifter of some sort, shook his head. “You heard her. I think it’s time
for you to leave.”
Micah’s ears pricked as he listened for
sounds inside the church. Over the crowd of wedding attendees, he heard Bridget
crying. He hadn’t meant to upset her, but there was no way he could allow her
to marry some random guy. She hadn’t even been with the loser more than a
month. Who the hell married someone they’d only been dating a month? He would
have stopped her sooner, but he’d only heard about the wedding that morning.
“This isn’t over,” he told them. “You know
I was right to stop the wedding. She doesn’t belong with that puny
paper-pusher. She just thinks she wants a man she can control.”
About Jessica:
About Jessica:
Jessica lives in a world where warlocks, shapeshifters
and fairies exist, and everyone deserves a happy ending—from tragic vampires
finally finding love after centuries of being alone, to super hunky womanizing
werewolves finding their destined mate—it’s all in a day’s work.
Unable to find a werewolf of her very own, she decided to
marry someone who thinks he’s one—minus howling at the full moon, fleas, and a
rousing game of chase-the-mailman. Okay, so he sometimes howls at the full moon.
When she isn’t writing, Jessica enjoys spending time with
her family, reading (mostly romance), or going to the beach. She’s especially
fond of bookstores and Starbucks!
You can stalk
Jessica at:
Website - http://www.jessicacoultersmith.com/
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