EASTON’S
EVERYTHING
by Amy Gregory
In
this addition to Amy Gregory's FINDING PERFECT series, Easton Montgomery meets
his match in Jessica Pierce. Fans of Fix You by Mari Carr and Carly
Phillip’s Karma, will love this funny and romantic addition to the Finding
Perfect series.
Easton Montgomery demands control and
order. He’s purposely kept to himself, no strings and no nonsense. Preferring
to be in charge of his destiny, keeping his life neat and tidy, all wrapped up.
Life is perfect, until the bow comes undone and his world completely unravels.
Jessica Pierce left Denver years ago
with nothing more than her clothes and a need for a brand new beginning. After
planting roots where her car broke down, life was good for a while. Then the
ranch owner who helped her rebuild her life threw her a curve ball. Now she’s
the new girl in Renlend, Kansas on the Montgomery’s ranch, and their son Easton
is a constant source of frustration and distraction. Getting her hands around
the veterinarian’s neck and squeezing, looks better by the day.
After a week of stepping around each
other, dodging barbed comments, and Jessica’s smart mouth, Easton realizes
she’s got more fire than any other woman he’s met. Suddenly Easton wonders if
this curvy, blonde spitfire might just be the challenge he’s been waiting for.
Val has an interview with Amy Gregory!
Love the name Easton.
Where do you get your character names?
Thank you! I have only named one character after someone I
know and it's actually Easton’s Jessica. I try to find unique names and keep a
running list of those I hear and like and this dive used on my phone.
Tell us something
about Easton that we won't learn in the book.
Easton is pretty open book, but moments after they were
introduced, Easton hurt her feelings. That really bothered him, and he never
quite forgave himself.
Easton is a vet and
this takes place on a ranch. Do you have experience in either or did you
do research?
On both the ranch and the animals there's enough you hear
and see in a small town I only needed to ask a close friend a couple of
specifics on the horses.
What's your favorite
book trope?
I don't really know if it falls into the trope category. Of
course I have to make sure there's a happily ever after, but instead of the
back n forth angst of does he like her will she put up with him, break up—you
get the point. I use real life as the force to push a book along, seeing how
one or both act and change is more than enough angst for me. Sometimes it's the
big issues I can use, like bullying, that show the hurt, sorrow and healing. It
makes the characters relatable.
Have any writing
quirks? (place, time, snacks, etc)
I have to steal time to write and it has to be silent for
me—which happens never. But I rely heavily on a Christmas present my husband
gave me a couple of years ago. He found the best pair of noise cancelling
headphones out on the market. And maybe I look goofy sitting in a Starbucks
waiting on this kid or that one, since they're not plugged into anything. But
it isn't the first time I've silly and it's sure as hell not the first time I
haven't given a damn. : )
Excerpts...
Easton’s Everything – excerpt # 1
Easton closed in on her, effectively trapping her between
the truck and the open door. He’d meant to intimidate her into speaking,
instead he was encircled by the scents of her shampoo and soap, both floral and
light. Very feminine, despite the hard work of being a farm hand. Her eyes
dilated rapidly before she glanced toward the dessert and away from him.
“Can you please back the hell up?”
“I want to know what you’re not telling me.”
“If you’re so damned concerned, why don’t you ask your
father? Better yet, go ask your mother. It’s not my place to say a fucking
word, Easton Montgomery. Now stop putting me in the middle, get the hell out of
my personal space and quit acting like some macho tough ass who thinks I’m some
little lady he can boss around. Never gonna happen.”
“What’s never gonna happen?” He tipped his head. She sucked
in a quick rush of air, loud enough for him to read her mind. English was his
first language obviously. Sign language, though he was learning, he was far
from fluent. But body language—he was a self-professed expert. She hadn’t meant
for the last three words to slip from her mouth.
Easton leaned in, “For the record, you’re as gorgeous as you
think you are.” She attempted to spin away, but the confined space kept her
facing him.
“Unlike you…I don’t think I’m gorgeous, Mr. God’s Gift to
Women.”
“Are you saying, you think I’m an egotistical, arrogant ass
with a black book for late night booty calls?”
Jessica grinned, her mouth tipped up in a pursed, cute
little bow, her hands went to her shapely hips. “I didn’t say it. You did.”
“What are you, ten?”
“I thought I’d better dumb down my vocabulary and sentiments
for you to comprehend.”
Easton folded his arms across his chest before he laid them
on her. For the first time he found himself surrounded by people and not caring
he had an audience. He wanted nothing more than to shut her contrite pink lips
up by hauling her up against him and taking control of the situation before she
got too out of hand.
“What’s Mom doing?” He tried to pull his thoughts away from
the erotic pictures building in his head.
“She’s sitting at the kitchen table writing recipes down for
me. Ones she says are in her head. There, are you satisfied, yet?”
The little head jerk she gave to accentuate her point nearly
did him in. Easton smirked, holding onto every fiber of not only his temper,
but his desire. “Not nearly, darling.”
“I’m not your darling.
I’m not your honey, sweetheart, doll face—your nothing. Not now, not ever. I’m
here for your mom, your dad and more importantly, Roscoe. If it wasn’t for the
fact that in a very short time, I’ve grown to really like your parents and I
need a place for my horse—you’d be eating gravel about now.”
Her skin was tinged with the most beautiful shade of pink.
Her blue eyes had darkened and her pulse had spiked. Easton knew she was
bluffing with every bold-faced lie she spoke. He lifted his chin, daring her to
continue. She opened her mouth, he lifted his brow…waiting. She narrowed her
eyes at him and clamped her mouth shut.
Amy Gregory leads an incredibly active lifestyle in Kansas City with her husband and their three fantastic kids who keep them running in three very different directions. When she's not rushing her oldest daughter to tumbling, her youngest daughter to music lessons, or sitting track-side watching her son practice motocross, she's taking the few minutes in between to scribble the next pages in her Racing to Love series.
When asked, "When do you have time to write?" Amy Gregory giggles. "In bits and pieces," she says.
Amy is known for her snarky, off the cuff sense of humor, which you'll find shining through in the characters she's created.
About the author...
Amy Gregory leads an incredibly active lifestyle in Kansas City with her husband and their three fantastic kids who keep them running in three very different directions. When she's not rushing her oldest daughter to tumbling, her youngest daughter to music lessons, or sitting track-side watching her son practice motocross, she's taking the few minutes in between to scribble the next pages in her Racing to Love series.When asked, "When do you have time to write?" Amy Gregory giggles. "In bits and pieces," she says.
Amy is known for her snarky, off the cuff sense of humor, which you'll find shining through in the characters she's created.
Giveaway...
This one sounds good! Loved the excerpt. Thanks for sharing.
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