Today I have a quirky story here, and its Hero. Let’s start from the story.
The Contract by Lacie Doyle is a Contemporary Romance that will release in few days.
If there’s one thing Jeremy Lucas knows how to do, it’s having fun. So when company attorney Meredith Kincaid reveals she’s crossing items off her Bucket List after recently turning thirty, with spending a night with him topping her list, he’s more than willing to help. In fact, not only does he agrees to it, but he also volunteers to assist her in fulfilling the remaining items on her list.
Except that would mean spending a lot of time together and emotions potentially getting entangled. That’s something Meredith doesn’t want to risk, despite Jeremy’s assurances it wouldn’t happen. After all, who knew better about having fun with no strings attached than the ultimate bachelor?
But Meredith wants a guarantee. So what better way to ensure against that happening than by having them both sign a contract promising not to fall in love?
Aaaaan here I have the Hero of this story!
Hi, Lucas, and thank you for being here with us! Let’s start easy. Have you ever had a nickname?
Stud muffin, Hot stuff, Stallion, et cetera, et cetera. Take your pick. How about I take you out to dinner and you tell me which one fits me best? *wink*
What is your profession?
COO of a major corporation. It helps that my half-brother is the CEO.
Are you happy about your life?
Hey, I’m living it up! Life is grand. Living life to the fullest, all day, every day.
That’s great, but would you change something about it?
I wish my mom was here, but that’s why I’m living it up. I promised her I’d live my life to the fullest. And I intend to keep that promise, always.
Have you ever thought your life would be made into a book?
Can’t say that I have. But I bet it’ll make one heck of a book. *wink*
Your thoughts on love.
Love is a good thing. It’s just not for me. It’ll get in the way of living.
What would you change about yourself?
I’m pretty content with how my life is going. Nothing holding me down. I can go anywhere and do anything I want without answering to someone.
What is the quality you most like in a man/woman?
I love a woman who’s like a mystery box waiting to be opened—an enigma. It makes it all the more satisfying when you draw her out of her shell.
On what occasions do you lie?
Let’s not call it lying. That sounds terrible. Let’s call it bending the truth. Much better, isn’t it?
What kind of impression do you make on people when they first meet you? Is that accurate?
For some reason, I’ve got this reputation for being a lady’s man. Is it accurate? I’m not sure. How about we discuss it over dinner?
*I roll my eyes* Is there anything you’ve always wanted to do but haven’t done?
Okay, don’t tell anyone this, but ever since Marc, one of my best friends, and his wife had a baby, I’ve thought about what it would be like to have one of my own.
You know what? Forget I said anything. I haven’t had my morning coffee yet.
Tell me the worst and best thing that happened to your life.
Worst: When my mother passed away. She was my biggest cheerleader.
Best: When I inherited the family estate. My best memories are in that place.
What is the worst thing you’ve ever done to someone and why?
Broke a woman’s heart. She wanted to be in a committed relationship with me. I don’t do that, and that’s what I told her. So she started crying. But what was I supposed to do? Lead her on and have her daydreaming about houses with white picket fences and 2.5 kids? I did her a favor. I’m not husband material.
What are you most afraid of?
Going through life with nothing to show for it.
What do you value the most?
My freedom to live life on my terms.
What would you change about the Heroine?
Meredith Kincaid? I don’t get that girl. She’s gorgeous. I mean, dark brown hair, creamy white skin, pouty lips, spectacular body. But it’s like she tries to hide it all. Her hair is up in a stark bun every day and she wears these boring glasses. And her outfits. Yikes! Completely hides that luscious figure.
And then her personality is kind of hidden away too. She doesn’t say much, doesn’t share much about herself. That’s why I was gobsmacked by her confession that she wanted to spend a night with me. But I guess I have that effect on women. *wink*
What I would change about her is to try to draw her out of that shell. Make her laugh, perhaps dance in the rain, make her thrilled to be alive. I mean, if you’re not happy, life isn’t worth living, right?
What do you like about her?
She’s got an amazing brain. She’s our company attorney, you know. But she’s quiet, almost like she wants to hide in the shadows. And yet when you have a conversation with her, she won’t be afraid to speak her mind. I like that what you see isn’t necessarily what you get. She’s a tough nut to crack, that’s for sure.
The perfect vacation.
I have a cabin in an undisclosed location. I go there sometimes when I need to be by myself. Lately though, I’ve been toying with the idea of one day bringing Meredith there with me.
Thank you, Lucas!
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“I made a list,” she confessed. Reaching into her purse, she pulled from it a folded piece of paper and smoothed it out on his desk.
“You keep it in your purse?” Both amusement and bewilderment filled him. Even though women tended to pack everything and the kitchen sink into their purses, he hadn’t thought she would keep such a personal effect with her at all times.
“I’ve carried it with me everywhere since I made it, as a constant reminder to live,” she explained.
He nodded in understanding. Remembering to live was a mantra he abided by every day. If there was one person who could grasp the importance of making every second count, it was him. Carrying her list in her purse now made complete sense.
Taking the sheet of paper she offered him, he passed a cursory glance over it, expecting it to contain the standard list of cities and venues to visit. A jolt traveled through him at the very first item.
“I’m at the top of this list,” he said incredulously, the shock settling over him until he was sure his mouth hung open. Whereas the others items each had a small description beside them, his name appeared by itself, with nothing following it in further explanation.
“Yes,” she said, a touch of pink coloring her cheeks as she bit her lip, her gaze not quite meeting his. Ordinarily he would have said something to dispel some of her embarrassment, but this time his astonishment had rendered him speechless.
Then before he managed to regain use of his vocal chords, she took a deep breath and raised her eyes until she was staring into his, her gaze unwavering.
“I’d like you to spend a night with me,” she said.
Lacie Doyle writes romantic comedies and contemporary romances. When she is busy working on a book, she can usually be found procrastinating by watching cat videos on the Internet. She believes in happily ever afters.
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