Hi Megan and welcome to HJ! We’re so excited to chat with you about your new release, Flint Brothers Take Montana!
Thanks! So happy to be here!
Please summarize the book for the readers here:
Flint Brothers Take Montana is a 2in1 book featuring two of my Marietta, MT novellas: Tempt Me, Cowboy and Please Me, Cowboy. Very rich, very Texan twins Jasper and Jonah Flint come to small town Marietta in two successive years around the annual rodeo… and cause all kinds of trouble!
Please share the opening lines of this book:
Tempt Me, Cowboy:
She was exactly the kind of trouble he didn’t need.
Jasper Flint could see the woman from halfway down the block, like a shot of bright color against the weathered old brick of his newest acquisition. She hadn’t been there when he’d left the railway depot earlier that morning for a run around the outskirts of Marietta, Montana, his brand new home.
Please Me, Cowboy:
He was much, much worse up close.
Gracelyn Packard had worked for noted billionaire Jonah Flint for a year now, going about her business happily unnoticed in the swathe of lower level employees who made up his entrepreneurial think tank in Dallas. But this peremptory summons to appear before him, deep in his lion’s den of an office, was different.
Please share a few Fun facts about this book…
- Tempt Me, Cowboy, was the first book ever published by Tule Publishing!
- The Flint Brothers are two of my favorite characters ever.
- As my alter-ego Caitlin Crews, I write a lot of books about powerful men brought to their knees in a variety of lavish settings. Tempt Me, Cowboy was the first romance I wrote set in small town America, featuring my version of a cowboy.
- There are few things I like more than writing fake relationships. Jonah and Gracelyn’s was a blast!
If your book was optioned for a movie, what scene would you use for the audition of the main characters and why?
I think the key thing to remember about these books is that Jasper and Jonah are identical twins. Identical VERY HOT twins. I can think of several actors I’d like to see take on that role…
What do you want people to take away from reading this book?
At their core, both books in this set are about coming home and finding the truth about yourself and your family where you least expect it.
What are you currently working on? What other releases do you have planned for 2015?
The Flint Brothers Take Montana came out earlier this fall but will be available for a mere 99¢ from December 3 through December 11. A holiday steal, just for you!
You can keep up with all my upcoming books here: http://megancrane.com/coming.php
Thanks for blogging at HJ!
Giveaway: I’ll give one lucky reader the kindle e-book of their choice from the Tule catalog. By any author!
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Excerpt from Flint Brothers Take Montana:
From Tempt Me, Cowboy:
“I make you nervous,” Jasper said.
Chelsea frowned. “Of course you don’t.”
He clearly did, and that, perversely, made him feel as relaxed as if he’d just had a full body massage from someone very curvy and morally questionable. He felt lazy and something far darker, far more intent, as he studied her.
“Is it this bar? Doesn’t look like you come in here much.”
“For all you know I dance naked on the tables every night of the week,” she snapped at him, and he wasn’t the only one who noticed how the word naked seemed to sit there and spin on the dark wood tabletop between them. She swallowed, hard, like she couldn’t think about anything else. He knew he couldn’t.
“Every night except the last two, then.”
“You spent your first two nights in town at the saloon?”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing. I consider it my own, personal welcome wagon. Only without cookies.”
There was something about the way strands of her blonde hair kept falling out of that twist of hers that made him… edgy. Hungry, maybe, like he wanted to reach over and pull the whole mess of it down just to see it swirl around her shoulders, thick and bright.
“I wouldn’t dream of judging you,” she said, and then her lips twitched as the tone she’d used—the very definition of judgmental¬¬—echoed there between them. “Not too openly, anyway.”
He raised his shot glass and waited. She picked up her own shot glass and he watched her chin rise and her shoulders go back, like she was talking herself into it.
“To history,” he said.
Her blue eyes narrowed.
“To history,” she replied, and then held her shot glass still while he gently tapped his to the side.
Jasper tossed the whiskey back, then had the pleasure of watching her do the same. Her eyes watered, her face reddened.
“Do that a lot, do you?”
He was mocking her, and she obviously knew it. She blinked until her eyes lost that hectic glitter, then glared at him.
“I love nothing more than a shot of whiskey at the end of a long school day, thank you,” she retorted.
“Tell me, Triple C,” he murmured, leaning in close, feeling daggers in his back from across the room but unable to care about anything but that frankly carnal mouth of hers and the way it parted slightly as he took up too much of the space between them. “Is this your big rebellion? Tossing back shots in the middle of town with a stranger?”
He didn’t know what he expected. Her to laugh, maybe. Or to suggest a more satisfying form of rebellion the way his usual sort of woman would. “It sounds so pitiful when you say it.”
“Not at all, darlin’,” he heard himself say, more drawl than sense. “I’m an excellent way to start a downward spiral. We’ll have you table dancing within the week.”
From Please Me, Cowboy:
The world. Her heart.
Gracelyn tipped her head back and fell into those dark gold eyes of his, and she was sure, then, that whatever happened in the next breath, in the next few moments, she wouldn’t survive it. She couldn’t possibly.
And despite the fact she’d spent the whole of her life surviving anything that was thrown at her and priding herself on her ability to do it, she couldn’t seem to care that Jonah Flint was the thing that was going to finally take her down. Instead, she welcomed it.
Though she didn’t want to think about the ramifications of that, not here in the moody dark with nothing but moonlight and that sweet, bright heat between them.
“I told you,” she said in a very precise, very prim voice that she hardly recognized as her own, and that couldn’t disguise the playful heat beneath it. “I refuse to get involved with someone I work for. That’s begging for trouble.”
He was like something out of a dream, standing there before her with his gaze so bright and his mouth so hard, and she couldn’t think of a single thing she’d ever wanted more than this. Than him.
Especially when his eyes gleamed a bright, brilliant shade of gold she’d never seen before, and that perfect mouth of his broke into a smile. Wide. Genuine. Hers, she understood. All hers. And yet it was etched with the same need that swirled through her, making her forget all the reasons this was a terrible idea.
“You’re fired,” he told her softly, the way other men might have whispered words of love, of sex, of terrible need. “Does that help?”
He shifted closer, so much closer. She wished she wasn’t wearing the western-style shawl she’d thought was so cute earlier this evening. She wished that when he leaned close, his chest brushed hers instead of the soft cashmere. She wished so many things, all of them carnal and wicked and comprising her own destruction in each act. And even though she knew it, all she wanted was this. Him.
Jonah. Here. Now.
“That strikes me as a solution that benefits me not at all,” she murmured, finding it hard to breathe as his hands moved to her face, as his fingers brushed over her cheekbones and then moved to her hair. He cupped her head in one palm as he tugged on her ponytail with the other and it took her a moment to realize he was pulling her hair out of its elastic.
Then he was raking his fingers through the length of it as it tumbled down to her shoulders, making a low sound she couldn’t quite place. But then she did. If he’d been a cat, it would have been a purr.
“I have an in with the boss,” he assured her, his mouth almost severe then, but she knew it was the same stark need that moved in her. “I’m pretty confident he’ll hire you again in the morning. Every morning.”
“How sweet,” Gracelyn whispered, and though she tried to keep that tartness in her voice, her expression, she melted into a smile instead. “It’s like our own little corporate fairy tale.”
Jonah’s fingers sunk deep into her hair, pulling her head back like he wanted better access, and Gracelyn’s heart kicked at her, hard, as every other feeling in her body streaked into a brilliant fire and pooled between her legs.
“Once upon a time,” he whispered, leaning in close, so she could taste the words against her lips. She brought her hands up to brace them against his chest, and felt the heat of him like a furnace. Like a roar. “There was a beautiful princess and a terrible ogre trapped in a hotel suite far, far away. And he had absolutely no intention of letting her go.”
“This is already the best story I’ve ever heard.”
“Then you better prepare yourself,” he told her, right there against her lips with the moon between them and too much Texas in his voice. It made her shudder with need. With rich longing. “Because I know how it ends.”
And then Jonah bent his head that last little bit and finally, finally, took her mouth with his.
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Two Texas billionaires, one Montana town…anything could happen.
Tempt Me, Cowboy
Chelsea Collier wants nothing more than to save the old depot built by her railway baron ancestor and turn it into a museum—until it’s sold out from under her! Jasper Flint made himself filthy rich in the Texas oil business by the age of 35. Now he wants a quieter life and building a microbrewery in Marietta, Montana is the perfect project.
Neither one of them knows what to do with the passion that explodes between them. But Chelsea knows a man like Jasper will never stay in one place for too long. Can he convince her that this time, he means to stay?
Please Me, Cowboy
Gracelyn Baylee Packard got herself away from her dirt-poor Montana roots as soon as she could. Now – although she’s never actually met the man – she works in Texas for billionaire Jonah Flint.
When Jonah summons her to inform her it’s her lucky day, because she’s going back with him to her home state as his guide, Gracelyn doesn’t exactly see his proposition in the same light.
It’s the last place on earth either one of them would ever go willingly, yet Gracelyn and Jonah discover that in Marietta they just might find exactly what neither one of them was looking for…
Meet the Author:
USA Today bestselling, RITA-nominated, and critically-acclaimed author Megan Crane has written more than fifty books since her debut in 2004. She has been published by a variety of publishers, including each of New York’s Big Five. She’s won fans with her women’s fiction, chick lit, and work-for-hire young adult novels as well as with the Harlequin Presents she writes as Caitlin Crews. These days her focus is on contemporary romance from small town to international glamor, cowboys to bikers, and beyond. She sometimes teaches creative writing classes both online at mediabistro.com and at UCLA Extension’s prestigious Writers’ Program, where she finally utilizes the MA and PhD in English Literature she received from the University of York in York, England. She currently lives in the Pacific Northwest with a husband who draws comics and animation storyboards and their menagerie of ridiculous animals.
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