We Asked … Linda Answered
Q1: If you could become any one of your book’s characters, who would it be and why?
I’d want to be Sam O’Brien from Perfectly Honest. He has a cool house with an indoor pool and a snazzy car. And when he’s faced with disappointment, he makes the best of it and keeps moving forward.
Q2: What do you consider to be the central plot of your story?
Change, although sometimes difficult, helps us to grow. Nothing ever stays the same, and it’s often better to embrace change and work with it rather than fearing it and fighting it.
Q3: When did you know you were destined to be a writer?
After I wrote my first story (at age fifty), I gave it to my friend to read and she liked it. That was all it took.
Speed Round (just to get to know you better):
- Coffee, tea, or other? Cold skim milk
- Music preference? Upbeat pop music
- Favorite movie? I laughed through Spy with Melissa McCarthy and Date Night with Sever Carell and Tina Fey.
- Dog, cat, or other? No pets (3 sons was enough of a handful)
- Favorite author? Nora Roberts for romance and Jeffrey Archer for his stories with a twist in the tale
About the Book
When Mikaela Finn agreed to be Sam’s “fiancée” for a weekend, she probably should have told him that she’s a doctor.
Sam O’Brien, aka “Dr. Eye Candy,” is trying to shed his playboy reputation and convince a small town hospital that he’s ready to settle down. But when his “fiancée” helps deliver a baby in the middle of the meet and greet, it’s a bit of a shock. If he’d known the whole truth, he might have done things a little differently because somehow his “fiancée” ends up stealing his job and his heart. Not exactly the change he wanted.
Lies and deceit – it’s a match made in heaven!
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You can find Perfectly Honest on Amazon
The entire Perfectly 6-book series is available in one bundle, also on Amazon
Read an Excerpt
Mikaela woke with a start to the sound of voices. Disoriented, in unfamiliar surroundings, she looked down at her short shorts and loose shirt covered with spatters of paint. Painting, of course. She must have fallen asleep in the chair, and checking her watch, she saw that it was two o’clock in the morning. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. Pulling herself out of the chair, she listened to the voices. One voice was female, sounding impatient and unhappy and one male, sounding apologetic and resigned.
“I know it’s not ideal, Sophia, but it’s what I want. I’m tired of the large city and all the meetings. I want a smaller hospital in a smaller city. I want a life.”
“Nonsense, Sam,” the woman shot back. “You don’t know what you want or what’s good for you. You need to pay your dues now to reap the benefits later.”
“Look, I don’t expect you to understand. I’m grateful you’ve agreed to help me out, but…”
Mikaela wandered into the hallway and stopped when she saw the two of them at the front door. The woman had unbuttoned her coat, and as she put her hands on her hips, there was a flash of the red cocktail dress she wore underneath. The man was a foot taller and wearing a suit. A very nice fitting suit, Mikaela mused, as she came up behind him.
The woman noticed Mikaela first, and her startled gasp had the man looking over his shoulder. Mikaela wasn’t sure who looked more shocked, the man, who moved to shield the woman, or the woman, who raked her gaze over Mikaela from head to toe. As Mikaela fought the urge to straighten her shirt and fix her hair, she decided, definitely, the woman.
The woman’s eyes narrowed, the hands on her hips became clenched at her sides, and her face flushed red. Mikaela held her breath.
The woman pushed at the man’s shoulder and spun him around to face her. “Why you! You! ‘I can’t invite you in, the house is being painted,’” she mimicked. “Is that the new code word for ‘mistress?’ You could have just told me we were through. Well, I’m done. This is the last straw.” The woman spun on her heel and wrenched the door open.
“No, wait,” Mikaela added. She lurched forward, now wide-awake.
The woman stormed out and slammed the door. The man turned to Mikaela. “Who the hell are you?”
About the Author
Award-winning author Linda O’Connor started writing romantic comedies when she needed a creative outlet other than subtly rearranging the displays at a local home décor store. Her books have enjoyed bestseller status. When not writing, she’s a physician at an Urgent Care Clinic. She shares her medical knowledge in fast-paced, well-written, sexy romances – with an unexpected twist.
Her favorite prescription to write? Laugh every day. Love every minute.
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