Liz: What is your character's birth order? And how does that affect his/her life?
Heather: Tessa is a middle child with 3 siblings. I think it made her tougher. She's used to having to fight to have her opinion heard. She's always under watchful eyes as if she were the baby of the family and yet she's still expected to set a good example by settling down in Cutter's Creek. Now that I'm thinking about it, I guess it effected her quite a bit.
Nan: Tess sounds like a lot of fun! Okay, what is a word that you always spell wrong?
Heather: I always have to think about how to spell guarantee. I want to spell it with an e in the middle because it sounds right in my head. But I know it's wrong!
Kristina: That's one of mine! And there is no way to phonetically spell it! Back to the questions: Would you rather go without your favorite shampoo or your favorite lipstick?
Heather: I'd definitely rather go without lipstick. My hair needs good shampoo but I rarely wear makeup.
Margie: In romance novels, sometimes the characters kiss to shut one another up...have you ever done this in real life?
Heather: Never, but it does sound like fun! Maybe the next time hubs comes home to a pile of Amazon boxes I'll just give him a big old kiss on the lips. ;)
Ava: Good plan, Heather! You're going to be running between appointments all day, with lots of hurry-up-and-wait time. You're going to read while you wait. What writer will keep you sane and entertained all day?
Heather: Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child writing together. I love their adventure books! Or Karen Marie Moning. I love her fever series and the now extended series. I could read and re-read those all day!
Thanks for answering our questions, Heather! Now, readers, here's your peek into The Hometown Hoax:
If she’d thought it had been hard taking off her clothes and getting into the pond, this was at least triple the difficulty. Before she could talk herself out of it, she took off her blanket, shook it out, and arranged it on the flattest section of ground. Then she lay down on her stomach and rested her chin on her crossed arms, focusing on the beautiful view and slowing her heart rate, and not on the fact that she was laying in the sun, butt naked—literally—with an almost complete stranger. A sweet and dangerously sexy almost stranger.
“Okay. You can turn around.”
She gritted her teeth together and fought the urge to roll up in the blanket like a human burrito. All he’d see was her butt and he’d already seen it once, he’d even touched it, so she needed to relax.
Tessa froze as Logan turned around.
“Nice,” he whispered under his breath, but she still heard him loud and clear as if he’d yelled it from the mountaintop. Pride swelled within her at his understated compliment.
At the sound of a tiny groan coming from his direction, she almost glanced toward him. Instead, she forced herself to focus on nature.
An eagle flying in circles in the distance.
A songbird chirping in a near by tree.
Fluffy, white clouds gliding across the sky.
Logan’s shirt falling to the ground. Oh shit.
The shirt that had been the only article of clothing covering his body.
He settled on the blanket beside her, close enough that she was ultra aware of his presence—she’d have to be dead not to notice him—but not close enough to accidentally touch each other. He’d chosen to lie on his back and fold his arms under his head as if he were casually reclining on the couch, not on a blanket in the middle of nature, naked...with a naked woman beside him.
Logan’s penis is getting a suntan. Don’t do it... Don’t do it...
“Do you have enough blanket?” she asked casually as she turned to look him in the eye.
But his eyes were closed against the bright sunlight. A lazy smile played on his lips. He looked so peaceful lying there. She was instantly glad she’d given up the blanket so they could both enjoy it.
The water that had been on his chest had long since dried and now his skin looked kissed by the sun’s rays. She licked her lips. A faint dusting of hair on his chest grew thicker below his belly button, like a trail leading to—
Wowza. I said not to do that!
She could practically hear her inner sex kitten bouncing up and down with excitement and anticipation while her more rational, logical self cursed her for being weak and making things more difficult than they already were. If only she hadn’t looked at what was hanging out, semi-erect, in the sunshine.
But it was too late. The damage was done. The package had been unwrapped.
Leaving was hard, but staying away might be impossible.
Tessa Cutter escaped her tiny hometown and chased her artistic dreams straight to Manhattan. Now she’s home for a camping trip with her family. To keep them off her back, she makes up the perfect pretend boyfriend—successful, important, and most of all, permanently located in New York.
Logan Ridley lost everything when his Manhattan-based personal training studio shut down. Luckily, a friend got him a position as a gym teacher in the small town of Cutter’s Creek. He’s heard a lot about the infamous Tessa, but she’s even better than he imagined. Except, she seems to hate everything about the small town he’s growing to love.
The chemistry sparking between them is impossible to ignore, but falling for Logan will trap Tessa in the small town she worked so hard to escape. If they have any hope of a future together, he’ll have to convince her that everything she wants has been in Cutter’s Creek all along...
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Heather Thurmeier is a lover of margaritas and a hater of spiders. Born and raised in the Canadian prairies, she now lives in New York where she’s become an odd Canuck-Yankee hybrid. Heather’s currently writing her next romance, which will probably be filled with sassy heroines, sexy heroes that make your heart pound, laugh out loud moments and always a happily ever after. She loves to hear from readers on social media and at heatherthurmeier.com.