Spotlight & Giveaway: Run to Ground by Katie Ruggle

Posted June 5th, 2017 by in Blog, Spotlight / 42 comments

Today it is my pleasure to Welcome author Katie Ruggle to HJ! 

Hi Katie and welcome to HJ! We’re so excited to chat with you about your new release, Run to Ground!


 What is your favorite scene from Run to Ground?

Thank you for having me!

This is one of my favorite scenes from Run to Ground, the first book in my Rocky Mountain K9 Unit series. Jules knows she should stay far away from Officer Theo Bosco, but sometimes, like in this scene, he’s so wonderful that she just can’t resist him. Enjoy!

It was one thing to resolve to stay away from Theo when she wasn’t faced with his broad shoulders and a rare, precious smile. Viggy sat next to him, his tail thumping on the porch boards. It took less than two seconds for her to cave, to smile back and open the door wide enough for them to step inside.
“We’re about to have dinner,” she said, unable to keep her gaze from roaming over Theo hungrily. He was in jeans and another hoodie that was identical to the one she’d stolen from him. Although Jules had planned to wash it and give it back, she couldn’t bring herself to do either. It was warm, comfortable, and smelled like him, and she couldn’t bear to change that—or give it up. “Want to join us?”
“It’s tuna noodle casserole.” As she started to lead the way to the kitchen, she glanced over her shoulder and caught him staring at her butt. Her voice went a little husky. “Just thought I should warn you.”
“Consider me warned.” His gaze slid up her back, and their eyes caught.
Of course, Jules tripped on the warped floorboard at the kitchen entry. Flushed and flustered, she regained her balance and hurried to the stove, pretending she had to check the contents of a pan. After a moment of staring at broccoli—because who could get breathless about a vegetable?—Jules was ready to face Theo again. When she turned, he was right there, his eyes locked on her mouth. She was immediately breathless all over again. He leaned in closer—or maybe she did—until their lips were just a breath apart.
Ty and Tio came charging inside through the back door, and Theo straightened, taking a step back. Jules didn’t know whether to curse the twins’ timing or thank them.
“Hi, Jules! Hi, Theo! Hi, Viggy! We’re going to get cleaned up,” Ty yelled as they charged through the kitchen and into the hallway. The clatter of their feet on the stairs sounded like a thousand booted soldiers making their way to the second level.
“Ow,” Jules complained, rubbing her ear with one hand. “Why was he shouting? I was two feet away from him. I think I just lost my hearing in this ear.”
Theo took a step closer again. Taking her fingers in his, he gently pulled her hand away from her ear and leaned in. She held her breath.
“Should I test it?” he said quietly, near enough to her ear that his breath touched her skin.
Jules shivered. “Um…what?”
“A test.” He leaned even closer. Now she could feel the warmth of his lips. “A hearing test.”
“This doesn’t feel like any hearing test I’ve taken before.” Her voice had gone from slightly rough to full-on throaty. “I’m wondering about its medical legitimacy.”
“That’s because it’s a field hearing test.” She loved how he played along, understanding when she was teasing and when she was serious. She knew, too, he wasn’t like this with anyone else—only her. There was something heady about being the one who was able to make serious, angry Theo laugh and joke. “Only to be used by trained first responders.” His voice had lowered to a rumbling hum, and his lips were actually brushing the ever-so-sensitive shell of her ear.
“Good thing you’re here, then. Being a trained first responder and all.” Jules knew she shouldn’t be flirting, but this teasing version of Theo made it impossible not to respond.
“Hey.” Sam’s voice brought her off her flirty cloud and back to earth with a thump. On the pretext of getting a serving bowl from the cupboard, she reluctantly eased her body away from Theo’s, only then realizing how closely they were standing, with her side almost plastered against his front.
“Hi, Sam.” She still sounded breathless, and Theo hadn’t even touched her—not really. “Homework done?”
A crease formed between his brows. “N-not yet.”
“Need a hand? I can break out my rusty chemistry skills.”
“N-n-no, th-thanks.” He got a pitcher out of the cupboard and started filling it with water from the tap. “Hey, Theo. D-does Viggy n-need a w-w-water b-bowl?”
“Sure. Thanks, Sam.” Theo leaned against the counter next to Jules, close enough that she was continually aware of him. She held back a snort. Who was she kidding? She’d be hyperaware of him even if he were in another room.
“D-did you f-f-find the sh-sh-shooter?”
Theo’s expression turned grim. “Not yet.”
“Jules!” the twins shouted in unison. Jules knew that tone. That was the something-else-is-broken tone. Her shoulders sagged before she stiffened them. No matter what had broken or collapsed or fallen off or stopped working, it was better than not having the kids with her. Even if the house toppled down around their ears, at least they were together.
“Sorry.” She gave Theo an apologetic smile. “Dinner might be delayed a few minutes.”
He took a step toward her. “Need help?”
“No.” She frowned. “Maybe. I’ll call you if it’s something beyond my abilities. My fix-it record is actually pretty good.”
Sam snorted. “All you d-d-do is p-put duct t-tape on st-tuff. Or k-kick it.”
When Theo coughed, Sam looked over at him, and the two exchanged a look that was so full of manly condescension that Jules propped her fists on her hips, now determined not to ask Theo—or Sam—for help. “Sam,” she said, her voice sugar sweet, and Sam gave her a wary look. “Since it might take a while for little ol’ me to duct tape whatever it is that’s broken, why don’t you finish your homework in the meantime.”
He made a face but answered politely enough. “Yes, m-ma’am.”
“Jules!” The shout from upstairs had a hint of hysteria to it, so Jules hurried out of the kitchen, hoping she’d be able to solve whatever was wrong. Now it was a matter of pride.
A half-hour later, she proudly sailed back into the kitchen. Passing through the doorway, she opened her mouth to brag about how the toilet had been successfully unclogged—no duct tape necessary—when she stopped abruptly, the words catching in her throat.
Theo was sitting next to Sam, their heads bent over an opened textbook.
“If I c-can’t see it, I j-just d-d-don’t g-get it.” Sam’s head was propped on one hand, the fingers working against his buzzed scalp.
Theo picked up a pencil and tugged Sam’s notebook closer. “Here’s a hydrogen atom. Here’s another one. They each have one electron.” Jules leaned against the wall, her heart filled to bursting at Theo’s patient explanation. “When they share those electrons, they form a covalent bond and become a hydrogen molecule.”
Sam’s rumpled forehead smoothed slightly, although he still looked confused. “Wh-what m-makes it a c-c-covalent bond?”
“Sharing the electrons, rather than just taking them.”
“I’ll n-never r-r-rememb-ber th-that.”
“Sure you will. Think of ‘co’ as in working together. Like ‘cooperating’ or ‘coexisting.’”
Jules’s brain instantly supplied a host of other options, such as “co-parenting” and “cohabitation.” Feeling warm, she cleared her throat to derail those thoughts, and both of the guys looked up at her. “Y’all hungry?” Her voice was huskier than normal. “Although the casserole is probably burnt to a crisp by now.”
“I turned off the oven,” Theo said, getting up and crossing the kitchen to turn it on again. “It’ll need heating up, but it should be okay.”
Of course he did. Because Theo is wonderful.
How was she supposed to resist him when he looked like he did and saved people’s lives and rescued dinner and helped Sam with his homework? It was impossible.
“Theo, could I see you in the hall for a second?”
Although he gave her a wary look, he followed her out of the kitchen. As soon as they were out of Sam’s line of sight, Jules shoved Theo against the wall. With both hands knotted in his shirtfront, she yanked him down until she could reach his mouth. Then she kissed him. Hard.

Excerpt. ©Katie Ruggle. Posted by arrangement with the publisher. All rights reserved.

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Book Info: 

He lost his mentor.
He lost his K9 partner.
He almost lost his will to live.
But when a ruthless killer targets a woman on the run, Theo and his new K9 companion will do whatever it takes to survive—and save the woman neither can live without.

Grieving the death of his partner, Theo Bosco has no room in his life for distractions. Though his instincts scream that he should avoid Juliet ‘Jules’ Jackson, he can’t seem to stay away. It doesn’t help that Theo’s new K9 companion has fallen head over paws with Jules’s rambunctious family.

Or that when he’s with her, Theo finally knows peace.

When Jules rescued her siblings, whisking them away to the safety of the beautifully rugged Colorado Rockies, she never expected to catch the eye—or the heart—of a cop. Yet as Jules struggles to fight her growing attraction to the brooding K9 officer, another threat lurks much closer to home…

And this time, there’s no escape.

Meet the Author:

Katie Ruggle is a graduate of the Police Academy and has received her ice-rescue certification. A fan of anything that makes her feel like a bad-ass, she has trained in Krav Maga, boxing, and gymnastics; rides horses; shoots guns; cross-country skis; and travels to warm places to scuba dive. Visit Katie at

Callie Beaulieu has been an actress for several decades. Classically trained, she is predominantly a theater actress, and her work has been seen around the country. Callie recently returned to the U.S. after spending nearly a decade living in the Caribbean. She is a proud member of Actors Equity Association and SAG-AFTRA.



42 Responses to “Spotlight & Giveaway: Run to Ground by Katie Ruggle”

  1. Kari Angeles

    I love search and rescue dogs! They’re able to find survivors when we can’t. They’re super dogs!

  2. Tonya Lucas

    That’s a hard question so I’ll say they all are my favorites because they are all awesome in protecting who they are responsible for. I love your books.

  3. Lori Meehan

    Theorpy and assistant dogs are my favorite. The way they help and bond to their owner.

  4. Diane Sallans

    I love all service dogs (& service animals) – but really, many animals not trained for a specific issue are wonderfully helpful and loving.

  5. sheryl

    I need this book! I am a huge fan of Katie’s books, they are wonderful. I like smaller dogs, maybe like a Cocker or Beagle

  6. Banana cake

    Service dogs and therapy dogs. I have a chronic illness and have been hospitalized many times over the years and more often now I am seeing therapy dogs in hospitals and rehabilitation centers. I know my dogs make me feel better, a couple of times I have been able to have a family member bring my dog to visit me in the hospital.

  7. Patricia B.

    They are all very Law Enforcement and Search and Rescue Dogs are a favorite in stories because of the suspense nd action that usually is involved.

  8. Jenny Dauksa Schaber

    I love K9’s and search and rescue equally. The training and commitment by both dog and handler melts my heart as both are special.

  9. laurieg72

    Search and rescue dogs I can’t even imagine how scary it would be to be lost or injured or buried under rubble.

  10. kermitsgirl

    No favorite because all helper dogs, and non-helper dogs, are special. One of the perks of my job is getting to meet the Bloodhound and German Shepard puppies when the come into the police department.

  11. Lilah Chavez

    I love all animals.. But my fave is my emotional service animal Redd the Queensland Heeler!

  12. Terrill R.

    I love a well-written assistant or therapy dog. When written well, the animal becomes a character in the story that is just as vital and human-like as the main human characters.

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