a look at ‘A Stranger’s Touch’ by Beth D. Carter @BethDCarter @evernightpub #EroticRomance #Contemporary

Today we have author Beth D. Carter visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* I like writing about the very ordinary girl thrust into extraordinary circumstances, so my heroines will probably never be lawyers, doctors or corporate high-rollers. I try to write characters who aren’t cookie cutters and push myself to write complicated situations that I have no idea how to resolve, forcing me to think outside the box. I love writing characters who are real, complex and full of flaws, heroes and heroines who find redemption through love.

A look into…

~ Interview ~

How did you dream up the dynamics of your characters?
* A long time ago I had a few married friends who told me a story that for a year, they weren’t officially married because the preacher forgot to file the marriage certificate. I thought it was an interestingly weird story, and years later I used that premise as the basis for A Stranger’s Touch.
Can you give a fun or interesting fact about your book?
* The hero is named after my grandfather, Gordon. I think it’s a wonderfully strong name that is not used very much. I’ve now used it twice in books.
Do you have any habits that get you in the writing frame of mind?
* I really like writing at Starbucks, although I don’t always get a chance. I like sitting in the public setting because people are fascinating to watch. Sometimes a stranger will give me that one little character trait I’m looking for. I drink a large hot tea, plug in my laptop and listen to soundtrack music through my earbuds as I write.
Do you plan all your characters out before you start a story or do they develop as you write?
* I usually plan out all the characters in my head but a lot of the story develops as I write. I’ll jot down a few things that need to go into the chapter, but I don’t outline.
How much real life do you put into or influences your books?
* Some books have a lot of my real life in them, and some books don’t. I usually put in a few real things simply because you write what you know. If you have in-depth knowledge about a subject it’s a way to make the character and story more authentic.
What are your upcoming projects?
* I’m finishing up the next book in my Forgotten Records MC series. I have a few other stories planned out in my head and a list that I want to work on, so we’ll see what sticks out in my head.

~ Blurb ~

* Once upon a time Aubrey had married man and she thought was her happily ever, but years later she is a mere shadow of who she used to be because of his controlling nature. When she finally works up the courage to file for divorce when she receives some unexpected news…
* …Their marriage doesn’t exist. At least, not in the eyes of the law, making Aubrey a free woman.
* Giddy by the revelation, she meets the enigmatic Gordon St. Roth and decides to indulge in a one night stand, never realizing their paths were meant to cross more than once.

~ Excerpt ~

* Just the then bartender came over, interrupting her mental musings, and placed another drink in front of her. She frowned and looked up.
* “Oh but I didn’t-”
* “I did,” said the man who had sat down next to her.
* Aubrey finally looked toward the man and the drink decline she’d planned on saying dried up in her brain as her gaze locked with his. Holy hell, he was good looking. Like, firemen in a calendar hotness, with wide shoulders and muscles straining to burst from his expensively tailored suit. Grey peppered the black hair and that, plus the few faint lines around his dark brown eyes, were the only suggestion that he had several years on her. He regarded her unblinkingly and she felt her heart rate kick up a little as his gaze wandered over her face and skimmed down to her chest. She could feel his hot gaze linger a little on her pushed up breasts but instead of making her feel cheap or dirty, the admiration on his face turned her on.
* “I wanted to say thanks for letting me sit next to you,” he said.
* “Uh…what?”
* “This seat. Thank you for letting me sit next to you.”
* Aubrey did a quick glance around the small bar area and noticed that he had lots of other seating options. “Good pick-up line.”
* “I admit, I wasn’t sure that was going to work. I’m rusty at this type of thing.”
* She didn’t believe him for a second because a man as good looking as him certainly had no shortage of dates. Did white lies bother her? Once upon a time maybe, but right now she was riding the high of being free, as well as a drink that had been a tad more rum than coke. If the hottest man in the whole airport decided to flirt with her then she was going to enjoy it to the fullest. A balm to her wounded heart.
* “Thank you for the drink,” she replied, bringing her gaze back to his. Their eyes met, held, and butterflies erupted in her belly.
* He smiled, a very slow, sensual lift of his lips that made her panties damp. In an effort not to picture him naked, Aubrey grabbed her new drink and took a large gulp of the cool alcohol.
* He held out his hand. “Gordon St. Roth.”
* She slid her hand into his and the electric jolt of his touch caused wetness to flood her panties. God, when was the last time she was this turned on? What truly blew her mind was the fact that she’d just met him not ten seconds ago! That only seemed to solidify how pitiful her sex life had been.
* “Aubrey,” she said.
* He raised an eyebrow. “No last name?”
* “Not sure what it’s going to become Monday.”
* “Ah. A story.”
* “One you wouldn’t believe.”
* “I’ve got a few hours to kill.” He smiled, which made her heart thump a little faster. Damn, the man was lethal to her good intentions.
* She cocked her head. “So do I. But it seems hardly fair if I tell you a good story and you have none to share. Tit for tat.”
* “Since you insist, I can promise to share my every thought with you.”
* “And just why would I be interested in knowing your thoughts?”
* He leaned a little closer, close enough to whisper in her ear. His warm breath stirred the little hairs resting there, causing a little quiver to run through her body.
* “Because they’re all about you.”
* Oh my….