Today
I'm featuring another author new to Astraea Press, Catherine Bennett. The
Trouble With Charlie was released in
May, and is a romantic suspense full of some great dialogue and action, as you
can see from the excerpt below. Catherine is practically a neighbor, living in
Ohio with her husband and two rescue Laborador Retrievers. They have two grown
sons. She says she does most of her writing on Post-it notes, which she
describes as "one of the greatest inventions known to man."
The
Trouble With Charlie sprang from Catherine's walks through an affluent neighborhood a few miles from her home. She says,
"It had picturesque walking trails, beautiful homes and probably a few
secrets that would work sell as a Romantic Suspense." Great idea – get some
exercise and inspiration for your novel at the same time!
Here's
an excerpt from The Trouble With Charlie:
“No, Amanda. There’s nothing between Charlie and me.”
Before Charlie could move, think, or even breath, Evan
caught Amanda up in his arms. She heard Amanda’s gasp of pleasure – or pain – a
second before his mouth crushed hers. Charlie loosened her grip on the tree.
The scene in front of her seemed to slow to a crawl. She staggered back a step.
Someone bumped into her from behind, causing her to
let out an unladylike “ugh.” Evan
let go of Amanda so quickly that she fell to the pavement.
“Charlie?” His voice penetrated the fog in her brain.
She spun around and ran, willing her feet to go faster than the strappy sandals
would allow. She exploded out of the grove of trees, pushed her way through the
crowd, and headed toward the parking lot. Her spiked heels dug into the soft
turf. Swearing soundly, she bent down and yanked the shoes off, breaking the
straps in the process.
Without them she could fly. She rounded the side of
the building, dodging potted plants and party guests. She scanned the long line
of cars through a blur of tears. They all looked the same. She continued down
the drive to the street, juggling her purse, shoes and the car remote.
“Charlie!”
Her pace quickened. How many black SUV’s can there
be? Little stones dug into the bottoms of her bare feet, but she
barely felt them. Holding the remote in front of her, she clicked it several
times, hoping to see a set of headlights switch on in the dark.
A hand grabbed her from behind and spun her around.
Charlie’s free arm swung out quicker than the scream that followed it. The heel
of her sandal barely missed the side of Evan’s head.
“Get away from me, Evan! Just get away!”
Charlie brought her knee up, but he sidestepped.
“Woman. Would you stop trying to maim me?”
“I’m leaving. Now!”
“Would you calm down and come over here?” he demanded.
She resisted, but he kept a firm grip on her arm and wrestled the remote out of
her clenched fist. After dodging her flailing purse, he clicked the passenger
door open and nudged her in. He ran around the front of the vehicle before she
could escape, swung the door open, and slid in next to her.
Charlie didn’t look at him. She simply folded her arms
and stared straight ahead. They sat in angry silence for a few minutes. She
wiped the back of her hand under her runny nose. He snapped open the glove box,
handed her a tissue, and leaned back in the seat.
“What did you hear back there?” he asked finally.
“Everything.”
Evan ran his hand through his hair. “Did Amanda know
you were spying?”
“Even if she did, you’ve got control over what you
say. Over what you do.”
“I know. I know. I was angry. She was pushing me.”
“Angry? So that’s your excuse? That’s why you kissed
her?” She balled her fist up and he flinched. Good. Let him be afraid. Let
him be very afraid.
****
The
Trouble With Charlie is available at Astraea
Press, Amazon,
and Barnes
and Noble.
I love the pace and emotion packed in this excerpt.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sherry! Glad you could visit :)
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