Cathy tells me that she started writing when recurring characters and
dialogue populated her commuting daydreams. Fortunately, that first novel lives
under the bed but she was hooked on the joy of creating stories. With four
romantic mysteries published and two more in the process, she’s looking forward to
leaving her full time financial job and writing full time.
When not writing, she can be found doing battle with the
beavers over the pond height or setting off on another travel adventure. Born
and raised in South Carolina, the setting for CYPHER, HONOR CODE and THE
PROFESSOR, she now lives in Washington with her husband, children, several dogs
and the resident deer herd. 
Her latest story, MALBEC MAYHEM, is a novella featuring a secondary
character from SO ABOUT THE MONEY.
Alex Montoya wanted his own happily ever
after, but needed a strong woman who could go toe-to-toe with him over careers,
while sharing his fiery, passionate approach to life.
Here’s the blurb:
Successful restaurateur Alex Montoya's charmed life has hit a snag. His trust business partner turned out to be not exactly trustworthy, and Alex could be facing jail time over some of his partner's shady financial deals. As if that weren't bad enough, creditors are calling loans he didn't know he had and he's desperate to prove his innocence before all his businesses are repossessed.
After a career-building stint in Napa Valley, Sofia Pincelli has returned home to eastern Washington to take over the family's winery. Running the family business, however, means dealing with her ailing father's continued micro-management--and his disapproval of Alex.
Her father's condemnation of Alex's rumored involvement in his business partner's schemes runs so deep it threatens Alex and Sofia's blossoming romance... along with the Pincelli family's signature red wine. Sofia needs Alex's crop of Malbec grapes to show her father she has what it takes to make award-winning wine--and save the reputation and finances of the Pincelli winery.
When the Malbec grapes go missing, Alex and Sofia must join forces to find the fruit before it spoils--or risk destroying both of their businesses and their hearts.
Let's get an excerpt:
"If that's how you feel about
me." Alex stalked to a file cabinet, jerked open the top drawer and
grabbed a scrap of black lace. He threw the panties at Sofia. "You might
want these 'delivered' too. You left them here the other night."
"Oh for God's sake, be
serious." She rolled her eyes and thrust her fingers into her hair.
"Why?" He tried to ignore
the way her upraised arms pushed her chest forward. "You're the one who
wanted a 'fun' relationship."
"I'm talking about business. Business is serious."
"What? You like the sex, but
not me?" The file cabinet drawer slammed with a satisfying whack. "What is it with you
women?"
"It isn't 'us women'. It seems
to me, it's you. You have a problem with intelligent women."
"Bullshit. I prefer
intelligent women."
For a long moment, she studied him.
Then she plucked the panties off the floor and stepped toward him. A smile
hovered around the corners of her mouth.
"What?" He narrowed his
eyes, glaring, more to keep her on-guard than to warn her off. Usually he liked
not knowing what she'd pull next, but she loved a challenge—and to win—as much
as he did.
She also liked make-up sex as much
as he did.
"Nice shirt." She trailed
a finger inside his collar and paused at the first button. "You should
wear this color more often. It sets off those gorgeous brown eyes of
yours."
She worked open the button.
"Your olive skin..."
Desire rippled down his spine.
"Thanks," he managed. He eyed the open door behind them. Not that he
cared who walked in.
She leaned closer. Her full breasts
brushed his chest. Warm breath tickled his ear and sent a message straight to
his groin. A cool scrap of fabric slid into his palm and her fingers closed his
around the silk. "You might want to keep these."
"Oh?" He managed to keep
his tone merely interested while heat flamed through his body. If she kept this
up, he could sweep all the papers off his desk. Or there were the chairs. The
floor. Up against the wall...
"You keep up that crappy
attitude though."
His brain recalibrated. Problem, problem...
Soft lips brushed a series of
kisses against his jaw. "And it'll be a while before you see a new
pair."
Cathy's book is just out at Amazon ~ at a special release week price! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01GNHM2AE
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Thank you, Cathy, for being my guest. Questions or comments for Cathy?
Thank you, Cathy, for being my guest. Questions or comments for Cathy?
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