Give us the one to two sentence tagline for your book.
Two wounded-in-love go-getters must decide if they’ll break their personal rule that cost them so much in the past by mixing business with pleasure.
What surprised you the most while writing this book?
How much I loved writing about a silver fox!
Why did you pick the setting you used for your book?
Since I write a lot of stories/novels set in Thunder Bay and the surrounding area, I wanted to go elsewhere but still stay within Northern Ontario, so I decided to send the two main characters on a business trip in Sault Saint Marie.
What is the sexiest trait of your hero(s)?
His salt and pepper hair!
What is your favorite scene/moment in your book?
When Alden and Bebe are outside of his hotel room, debating why she’s “dressed for success.”
What scene did you have to cut but wish could have been included?
No scenes were cut. It’s a short story.
Tropes get a bad name, but they’re often the biggest draw for readers. What tropes do you love to write and read?
For Dressed for Success, I used May/December. As for reading and writing, I love friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, and second chance.
What are your favorite genres/sub-genres to write in? Are there any you love to read but cannot write in?
I love writing contemporary romance. As for reading, I love historical romance. As for what I can’t write in, that would be historical romances set during the Regency era.
Which do you love to write best: dialogue, setting, action, love scenes, or other?
I love writing dialogue the best. I don’t have a host of action on my novels, but action scenes are fun to write when they do pop up.
Two wounded-in-love go-getters must decide if they’ll break their personal ruDivorcée Bebe Boshey flees her Ojibway community for the city of Thunder Bay to begin anew, landing a great job that affords her an independent lifestyle she covets and a great condo. Best of all, her silver fox boss thinks the world of her. She can’t help her attraction to him, but office dating is a huge no-no. Divorcé Alden Campbell is tired of spending his nights alone. And he’s also quite uncomfortable about his feelings for his ace real estate agent, Bebe. Even though they are strictly professional in their daily dealings, the sizzling chemistry ready to boil over between them is enough to shake him with fear, because he’s been there and done that. While they’re on a business trip together, a crafty playboy pushes Alden into making a big decision that might cost him dearly—pursue Bebe and break his rule of business-only, or let Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome work his charm on the one woman Alden wants to call his own.
Excerpt from Dressed For Success
Once Alden refilled his coffee after meeting with Morgan, he checked the in and out board in front of the receptionist’s desk. Bebe was present. He headed down the hall. Hers was the second last office on the right. Everyone else kept their doors open but Bebe. She preferred silence while working.
“Come in,” she called out.
“Good morning.” Alden shut the door behind him. Try as he might to ignore it, whenever they were in one another’s presence, the crackling chemistry always surfaced, a tension of heat seeming to radiate between them.
He strolled up to her desk and sat. “Hard at it?”
“Yes.” Bebe turned away from the computer. A red top with a scooped neckline gave a very slight hint of her décolletage. The short sleeves allowed a nice view of her toned arms. When she stood to grab her coffee off the other counter, a snug skirt hugged her sleek hips and showed off her flat stomach. She plopped into the chair and crossed one sexy leg over the other.
Alden ran his finger along the inside of his collar. His tie grew a tad too tight. Maybe he should have let Morgan attend the conference instead. A man was seeking trouble being alone for a whole week with a woman as stunning as Bebe Boshey. Big cat-shaped eyes with a suggestive slant. High cheekbones. A hint of red accentuating her satiny bronzed skin.
“Well, Chief? What can I do for you?” Teasing lurked in her question. She rubbed the corner of her coffee mug. Hmm, she tended to rub something whenever in his presence.
Heat swathed his skin. Her light teasing always produced goosebumps or knocked his internal furnace up a few degrees. “The realtors’ conference is happening in a month.”
Her dark-chocolate eyes brightened.
“I think you’d benefit by attending.”
“Me?” She placed her hand on her chest, her palm centered between her beautiful perky breasts.
“I…” Her red-painted mouth formed into an O. “I… yes, I’m honored you chose me. I’d be happy to attend.”
Alden could almost see the cog wheels churning in Bebe’s mind. She was a woman of ambition and was probably perusing the agenda in her thoughts, determining which work-shops she’d take and the amount of networking she’d engage in.
Her eyes lost the far-off look, and her gaze rested on him. By the way her sleek throat shifted, she’d swallowed. Red was flooding her long, narrow face that was as precious as a ruby.
Her phone rang.
Clearing his throat, Alden stood. Saved by a perfect bell. “I’ll let you get back to work.”
“Okay.” A hint of gushing fluttered on her reply. “Thanks so much, Chief.”
He knocked on her desk. “Anything for you.” Before he gave away the trembles in his belly and the lightness in his head, he marched from her office.
An Ojibway from Northwestern Ontario, Maggie resides in the country with her husband and their fur babies, two beautiful Alaskan Malamutes. When she’s not writing, she can be found pulling weeds in the flower beds, mowing the huge lawn, walking the Mals deep in the bush, teeing up a ball at the golf course, fishing in the boat for walleye, or sitting on the deck at her sister’s house, making more wonderful memories with the people she loves most.