Meet Carrie Taylor (Character Interview by Mary E. Thompson)
Meet Carrie Taylor
Character Interview by Mary E. Thompson
April 5, 2016
Please tell us your name and a little about your background.
Hi, I’m Carrie Taylor. I’m 27 and working as an executive assistant for… well, I call her Beth the Bitch. I’m biding my time until I can find the man of my dreams and become a stay at home mom. Hopefully it happens soon, but I have a grand total of zero prospects so I’m not too confident.
Whom do you trust the most?
My best friend, Riley. By extension her husband Connor too, but Riley has been there for me through everything. She’d do anything for me, and I’d do the same for her.
What obstacles stand in the way of your happiness?
Ha, myself. I tend to enjoy men a little too much and forget that I need a relationship and not just one night to get what I really want.
What would you sacrifice to be with your special someone?
Do you believe in love at first sight?
A year ago I would have said no, but I’ve seen it happen for my friends. I know it exists, but I don’t know if it’s something I’ll ever be lucky enough to experience.
Mary E. Thompson grew up loving to read, like a good little girl. Many nights she would fall asleep with the flashlight still turned on as she hid under the covers trying to finish the last few pages of a book. As an adult, the light from her ereader means she doesn’t need a flashlight, but she still stays up way too late to finish a book.
When Mary’s not reading she’s playing with her two kids or living out her own romance novel with her hubby. She has a weakness for chocolate, especially when it’s paired with peanut butter, and has been known to have a bad day just because there’s no chocolate in the house.
Mary grew up in Buffalo, NY and swears she’s the only local to never ski or snowboard. Soccer was always her sport, with a couple adventures in white water rafting and skydiving to keep things interesting. Mary moved to South Carolina for college but missed Buffalo every day. Yeah she thinks she’s crazy, too. She somehow convinced her South Carolina born and bred hubby to return to Buffalo to raise their kids and live out their lives. He’s still not sure what he was thinking.
Carrie Taylor only wants one thing in life – to be a mom. She knew from an early age that being a parent, especially a stay at home mom, was her #1 goal. But at 27 she feels like she’s missing the boat for love, and for babies.
If she can’t have a baby, Carrie at least wants to enjoy her career, but she hates her job. When a new one presents itself Carrie can’t say no. Even if the job is working for the man who makes her insides flip, burn, and ache for more.
Drew Montgomery never expected the woman with the endless legs that he saw across the room at his launch party was his new receptionist. He’d hired her sight unseen at the request of his partner, Xander, and Xander’s wife, Mandy. Both insisted Carrie was perfect for the job, but Drew thought she was perfect for helping him get over his ex.
As Carrie and Drew struggle to find a balance between their attraction to each other and their working relationship, Carrie questions if sleeping with her boss, and hiding it from her friends, is really a good idea. She knows he’s only in it for the sex, which she’s enjoying, but sex isn’t going to help make her dreams come true.
Especially if Drew’s mom and ex girlfriend have anything to say about it.
On my way to the couch there was a knock on the door.
Armed with my spoon and a nearly full carton on ice cream I answered the door warily, wondering who would be at my apartment so late. I dreaded thinking it would be Riley asking questions.
When I opened the door shocked didn’t even start to enter my brain. I was floored. Astonished. Flabbergasted. “What are you doing here?”
He gave me that half-grin he only used when he was really amused by something. His gaze drifted over my sweats and settled on the ice cream in my hand. “I was hungry for some ice cream,” Drew said in that deep, smooth voice. “That and I didn’t want to go home without you.”
My heart melted just a little bit. He didn’t smell like he was drunk, in fact he smelled a little spicy and totally sexy. That meant he was just there for me. Even better, he wasn’t turned off by my sweats.
I looked down at my ice cream and back up at him then nodded. “I guess I can share. But you’re getting your own spoon,” I teased, not commenting on the other part.
Drew stepped past me into the apartment and kicked the door closed behind him and flicked the lock. He grabbed the tub and spoon from my hand and set them on the table next to the door. I opened my mouth to argue but his covered it.
I loved his hard and demanding kisses, but soft ones made my heart melt. As his lips teased mine to open for him I let out a content sigh and let my arms slide around his neck. He tasted faintly of tequila and a bit of something hot. When his tongue glided over mine I couldn’t stop the moan that slipped from my throat.