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One of my favorite things about my heroine Jill Adgate from my latest contemporary romance release Bachelor’s Special is her love of vintage clothes.
She has a low-key obsession with Bettie Page—a pin-up model from the 1950s who was well known for her opinions as well as her sexiness. Jill wears her dark hair long and has short, rolled bangs. She also favors red lipstick. Her look is reminiscent of Bettie Page and Jill’s proud of the fact. And of course no Bettie Page fan would be complete without having several outfits from that time period.
Jill likes to shop at Melba’s Vintage Closet and her wardrobe consists of plaid Capri’s, hounds tooth dresses, full pleated skirts and girly blouses…just to name a few items hanging in her closet. Her favorite outfit that she purchased on a whim is a Chantilly lace cocktail dress with a heart-shaped neckline that shows just the right amount of cleavage—and also the dress she chose to wear on her not so blind “blind date” with Chet Castle. The dress definitely got her noticed, but didn’t stop Chet from figuring out that they’d actually met a year before in a hectic kitchen where Jill was the chef in charge of the mean for his grandmothers 80th birthday party.
There they’d shared some flirty looks which caused a cake catastrophe and ended in a steamy kiss—a kiss that cost Jill her job and haunted Chet’s dream for close to a year—until that fateful date.
Besides Jill’s love of the 50’s I also like the fact that another of her character quirks is drinking peppermint tea to keep her stomach under control, and her habit of pinching the inner skin of her wrist when something she is experiencing seems to good to be true.
What about you? What are some unusual quirks you’ve given a character if you’re an author, or remembered about a character you’ve read? Or one you’d like to see a character have :)
Christine Warner is living her dream in Michigan along with her husband, three children, one laptop and a much loved assortment of furry friends. Besides laughing and a good round of humor, she enjoys spending time with her family, cooking, reading, writing but no arithmetic. A confessed people watcher, she finds inspiration for her stories in everyday activities. She loves to read and write about strong heroes and determined, sometimes sassy, heroines. A girl gone wild, at least where social media is concerned, she enjoys meeting other avid readers and writers on Facebook, Twitter and her Website.
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Jill Adgate wants three things from life: a successful catering business, the devoted love of an exceptional man, and a family. What she has is no job, a mounting pile of bills, and her outspoken best friend—who sets her up on a blind date with the man who inadvertently ruined Jill’s life.
Chet Castle is a prosperous businessman who has everything, except the ability to trust. Burned by a money-hungry fiancée, he refuses to get involved with any relationship that has a shelf life longer than a head of lettuce.
Intrigued by her ambition—and determined to get her in bed—Chet offers Jill the chance of a lifetime: Work for him for the next eight weeks as his live-in chef and he’ll help her get her catering business off the ground. When sparks fly in the kitchen, Jill realizes what’s cooking with her commitment-phobic employer is a recipe for disaster…but it’s just too tasty to not take a bite.
The ExcerptHer body hummed as his smile wavered. Although he wore sunglasses, she’d bet her last dollar his gaze swept across her chest, lingering on the betrayal of her pert nipples pushing against the fabric of her suit.
Until this moment, shyness had never been a trait she possessed. Air stalled in her lungs, her palms grew sweaty, and she itched to cover herself with a towel. Even though her replica vintage swimsuit hid more than most sets of women’s underwear, she felt too exposed. She turned to the side slightly and folded her legs up. Not that it helped, but it made her feel a bit less exposed. Chet slid his feet from his sandals, brushing a hand through his hair. The heat from the sun wasn’t the only thing scorching her skin. She trickled several droplets of water over her arms, but she couldn’t drag her focus from his toned flesh.
Jill soaked in his ripped abs and the obvious package of goodies covered by his brown swimsuit—the same sexy brown as his hair. Damn, did a man have a right to fill out a pair of swimming trunks like that? Flecks of hair, just enough to give him a manly appeal, covered the etched muscles of his long, tan legs. She licked her lips, hoping she could still speak.
“Do you want some privacy?” Yes, say yes. She needed an excuse to make an escape without coming off like someone desperate to be making an exit.
* * * * *
Hell no, he didn’t want privacy. Through the shield of his sunglasses, he inspected her body from the tips of her pink-painted toenails to the top of her brightly flowered swimming cap. Did people still actually wear those things?
“No, you look comfortable. Stay and enjoy the day.”
“Oh…are you sure?”
Amazed at his own ability to talk without his tongue hitting the cement, Chet turned to throw his towel and sunglasses on a nearby lounge chair. Damn.
The red and white polka-dot halter-style suit featured a tight bodice, but her slender hips and shapely thighs hiding beneath a matching skirt grabbed his attention until all oxygen left his blood. Even showing less skin than the average girl on the beach, she far exceeded sexy and alluring.
Get a grip, Castle. She’s off limits, no matter how delectable. He turned and stepped onto the diving board. He bounced along the surface as he made his way over the water. When he looked at Jill’s bathing cap covering her head, he held back his grin. The neon rubber flowers reminded him of something his grandmother would’ve worn, but there the similarity ended. Everything beneath that cap was far from making him think of Grandma.
Bachelor’s Special by Christine Warner
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Musings from Michigan