Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Short on Time Books
Date of Publication: February 11, 2014
ISBN: 1495442977
ASIN: B00IDWDWJ8
Number of pages: 186 pages
Word Count: 49,000
Cover Artist: Tony Bryson
Book Description:
FOUR WILDE BROTHERS...ONE WILDE COUNTRY
BAND
WILDE RIDERS is the first novel in a
spicy new contemporary romance series about four sexy brothers, their
small-town bar and their local country band. WILDE RIDERS can be read as a
STAND ALONE NOVEL or as part of the SERIES.
Cooper Wilde spent his entire adolescence
counting the days until he could escape rural northwest New Jersey. Now at 26,
he can't believe he's coming back. But his late father's bar, Haymakers, is in
financial trouble and his older brother, Jake, has asked for Cooper's help.
Riley Smith, 25, is fresh out of her Ivy
League MBA program and wants to make an impression on her employer, H & C
Bank. Her first solo assignment is a fraud investigation on a business loan
they made to Haymakers.
Even though Old Town is less than 90
minutes from New York City, Riley feels like she's stepped into another world
in this remote, one-bar town. Riley can't wait to do her business and get back
to the city as quickly as her sports car will take her...until she meets Cooper
Wilde. He's not like the other guys in this rural town and Riley feels
inexplicably attracted to him.
Interview:
1. Where did you get
the idea for the novel?
I knew I wanted to
write a romance series about four brothers, who play in a local country band.
That was the seed of the idea for the OLD TOWN COUNTRY ROMANCE series. I gave a
lot of thought to the personalities of each of the four brothers. Once I had
each brother’s unique character, I was able to create a story that was
appropriate for each character.
2. Your title. Who
came up with it? Did you ever change your title?
I actually put a post on Facebook and
asked my friends for ideas to name the country band for my new novel. I used a
mash-up of a few ideas that were posted and came up with WILDE RIDERS. It’s the
name of the band and the title of the first book in the series.
3. Which came first,
the title or the novel?
The idea for the
novel came first and then I thought of the title.
4. Since becoming a
writer, what’s the most exciting thing to ever happen to you?
I’m excited every time I put out a
new book and a reader lets me know she (or he) has enjoyed it. That’s the
reason for all of my work!
5. What book are you
currently reading or what was the last book you read?
I am currently
reading LETTING GO by Maya Banks. It’s the first book in her new trilogy.
6. What was your first
book that you ever wrote (very first one you wrote, not published)?
I told my mom I
wanted to be a writer soon after I learned to read at four-years old. She
helped me write my first book, which was called MY FAMILY.
7. What is your
writing process?
I get up every
morning between 4:30 and 5:00am and write for a few hours. Sometimes I also
write for a few hours at night. I’m not much of an outliner but I generally
have an idea of the major plot points of a story before I start writing.
- Who
are your favorite authors of all time?
Stieg Larsson, Oscar Wilde, L. Frank
Baum and Lewis Carroll
9. At a book signing,
do you just sign your name or do you write a note? How do you come up with
stuff to say?
It always seems so
awkward to sign my name without any note. I usually try to think of at least one
cute quip to include with my name.
- What
is something people would be surprised to know about you?
Last year I wrote 12 novels in 12
months and published 11 of them under the pen name Dakota Madison.
11. How do you react to
a bad review?
I don’t. People are
entitled to their opinions but their opinions often say more about them than
they do about me or my work.
12. How did you
celebrate the sale of your first book?
I did a little happy dance around the
house!
Excerpt:
“Ms. Smith?” I hear a deeper male voice say.
I look up to see another guy approaching. He also looks
around my age, mid-twenties, but he looks more like what I’d expect inside a
country bar. He’s wearing a white button down shirt with jeans and cowboy
boots. His hair is lighter than Cooper’s and his face is rounder, more boyish,
but there’s definitely a family resemblance between these two guys. They’re
both about the same height, around six feet, with athletic builds, like they play
sports.
“I’m Jake Wilde,” the lighter haired guy says.
I try not to laugh as I look at Jake. He’s young,
attractive and nothing like Clint Eastwood in Unforgiven. So much for my
speculation about his name.
I notice Jake has papers in his hands. “Maybe we should
have a seat at one of the tables.” He motions to a table closest to us.
“Would you like something to drink?” he asks. Jake has
one thing that Cooper doesn’t. An absolutely killer smile. It’s the kind of
smile that can probably get any girl into bed in a matter of minutes. Well, any
girl except me. I no longer fall for guys with smiles like that. It hurts too
much the next morning when they say they’ll call you, and give you that smile,
and you know they’re lying and you’ll never hear from them again.
“I’ll take some water,” I reply.
Jake actually winks at me before he turns to head
towards the bar. The guy knows how to charm people I’ll give him credit for
that.
I notice Cooper now has the papers in his hand. Without
saying anything, he sits down and I follow.
“I think this is everything you’ll need as far as the
fraud investigation is concerned. We’ve got purchase orders for all of the
improvements as well as receipts for the completed work. You’re sitting at one
of the new tables right now. And you can see the new stage from here. I’d be
happy to take you up to the new roof, if you’d like to see it.”
Cooper pushes the stack of papers toward me. I quickly
thumb through them. I’ll make a few phone calls when I get back into the city
to verify everything and cover my butt. At first glance, though, everything
looks clean. It doesn’t seem like a case of fraud, more likely poor
bookkeeping.
“The loan hasn’t been paid in months,” I say even
though that’s not really my department. I’m here only for the fraud
investigation. They’ll be dealing with someone else regarding the default on
the loan.
“I know,” Cooper says, and I can see more darkness
over-shadow his already dark eyes. “I’m going to try and fix that.”
Jake comes back with three bottles of water. “Bottle
okay or would you like a glass?” he asks.
“Bottle is fine,” I say.
Jake sets the bottles down on the table and takes the
seat right next to me. I’m a little taken aback by how much space he commands.
And not just because of his size. It’s his energy—his being—that’s so large.
“So what did I miss?” Jake asks.
Cooper eyes his brother and I can see there’s a little
bit of animosity between them. Or at least there is on Cooper’s part. Jake
seems kind of oblivious to it.
Cooper rubs his temple and says, “I was just telling
Miss Smith that we’re willing to cooperate with her investigation in any way we
can. I’ve given her all of the documents she’ll need.”
“Great,” Jake says. He gives me another one of his
charming smiles then looks at me like he’s undressing me with his eyes.
I reflexively pull my suit jacket tighter even though I’m
revealing nothing. I’m wearing a conservative button-down banker’s suit but I
still feel like Jake can see through it somehow.
“I’ll look at the papers more closely when I get back
to the city. I assume these are copies I can take with me?”
“Of course,” Cooper replies. The guy is all business.
It’s in sharp contrast to his brother who seems more like a non-stop-party kind
of guy.
“Did you decide if you want to see the roof?” Cooper
asks.
When Jake laughs, Cooper glares at him.
“What?” Jake says. “If that’s supposed to be a pick up
line, you’ve got a lot of work to do.”
“It’s not a pick-up line,” Cooper says through clenched
teeth.
Still grinning, Jake asks, “You’re really going to show
her the roof?”
“It’s not necessary,” I state. The last place I want to
be is in the middle of these two guys’ drama. There’s obviously a lot more
going on than just showing me the roof.
Jake leans close to me and I catch a whiff of his
cologne. It’s a spicy and masculine. “Why don’t you let me show you the new
stage we had built?”
I can feel the heat radiating from his muscular body
and I’m quickly reminded by my body’s reaction that I haven’t had sex in over
six months.
I gulp. “That’s not necessary.”
I can feel several beads of sweat roll down my
forehead. I’m getting hot, and it’s not because of the temperature of the room
has changed. It’s Jake’s closeness to me.
I jump from my chair. “I have everything I need.” I
feel like waving the papers in front of my face like a fan but I refrain. I
just need to get out of the bar and away from Jake. Then I’ll be fine.
That’s what I tell myself anyway.
Cooper rises from the table and gives me an odd look. I
wish I could figure out what it would take to make the guy smile but I can’t
stay next to Jake a minute longer. He’s like catnip and I’m the cat. I need to
escape and get some fresh air.
“Thank you both for your cooperation,” I say.
“You’ll let us know if you need anything else?” Cooper
asks.
“I will. It was a pleasure meeting you.” I put out my
hand for Cooper to shake.
This time, when he touches me, I make a point of
looking into his eyes. They seem to have gotten even darker and deeper in just
the last few minutes and that makes me even more curious about him.
Business, I remind myself.
You’re here for business and then it’s back to the city.
“It was nice meeting you, too,” Cooper says and once
again, he only gives me the hint of a smile.
When Jake clears his throat, it breaks the moment
between me and Cooper. I’m embarrassed that I lost control. I’m supposed to be
a professional.
I noticed Jake has his hand out and I realize he wants
me to shake it. The last thing I want is to do is touch Jake. I don’t want to
get caught up in his charismatic web like a fly.
I give him a ridiculous wave instead and I feel like an
idiot when he frowns.
“I’d better get going,” I say as I turn and make my way
toward the door.
When I look back at the two brothers, they’re both
staring at me. I don’t know why that makes me so nervous. I don’t plan on ever
seeing either one of them again.
When I’m finally outside, I take in a deep breath of
what I think will be fresh air and instead, I’m assaulted by the small of cow
manure.
Great. Just great.
I hop into my car and turn the air conditioning up as
high as it will go. I take in another deep breath and try to get the stench of
cow dung out of my nasal passages. I can’t believe I’m shaking. I’m not sure if
it’s because of Cooper or Jake. Maybe it’s a little of both. But I’m definitely
rattled.
I just need to get out of Old Town and get back to the
city, I tell myself. Then things will get back to normal.
As I put the car into reverse and begin to pull out of
my parking space, I keep thinking: I just need to get out of here and get
back to the city.
When
I step on the accelerator to go forward, I drive right into an old Chevy
pick-up truck that’s headed straight for me.
About the
Author:
Romance novelist Savannah Young grew up
in rural northwest New Jersey in a place very similar to the fictional Old
Town, which is featured in her books. When she's not at her computer creating
spicy stories, Savannah is traveling to exotic locales or spending time with
her husband and their bloodhounds.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/ShortonTimeBook
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