|Flight of Her Life|
Diane Saxon, welcome to Romance Lives Forever. Let's talk about your book, Flight of Her Life
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Cover artist: Syd Gill
Length: 20,000 words
Heat rating: Spicy
New York City to
Houston to meet
her future in-laws and announce her engagement, accident prone Bailey finds herself
in a situation beyond her control. All flights are cancelled the night before Christmas
Eve, leaving Bailey stranded at the airport with a cowboy from her past.
Against all odds, Sebastian manages to rescue Bailey from one disaster after another, but is it too late to rescue her from her future? Faced with a heartrending dilemma, does Bailey turn her back on the man who offers her a life of security, or does she run off to
with a cowboy?
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What are your main characters' names, ages, and occupations?
Sebastian is a 26 year old cowboy, long lean and muscular
Bailey is a 22 year old accident prone newly qualified law graduate
She linked her fingers together and resisted the urge to cross her legs. Phillip said it was considered vulgar and cheap, and God forbid anyone thought she was cheap.
He seemed to be waiting for her to continue. She closed her eyes briefly, took a deep breath and thought.
"Oh, yes. Senator Patricia Horton…" she glanced up at him to see if it was okay to use his mother's first name in that manner, but as there were no flickers of disapproval, she continued. "…will show me the dinner service she has chosen." For us to use for the rest of our lives. "And Senator Benjamin Horton will announce our engagement and the date of our forthcoming wedding—once they have agreed on the date with you later today." Her smile was pure saccharine as she waited for his nod of approval.
He snapped his briefcase shut and picked it up, casting a distracted glance at her.
He scanned the immaculate office, nodded again.
"I'll see you on Christmas Eve. The senators' car will meet you at the airport."
She stood and crossed the room to offer him a kiss good-bye. Reaching up on tip-toe, she leaned in to him. He stepped back so she almost overbalanced and he turned his head just enough for her lips to graze his cheek, and then he raised his hand and wiped the spot she had touched.
A low wave of disappointment flowed over her. She appreciated his ideas about work etiquette, but really, he was leaving for two days and the next time she would see him would be in a room full of strangers at their engagement party. A nasty little thought curled through her mind as she wondered if he would deign to kiss her in front of everyone there, when he so obviously seemed to find difficulty in the privacy of their own office.
"Oh. My mother had this delivered."
Curious she dipped her head as he pulled a small, elegant, jeweler's box from the inside pocket of his impeccable suit and flicked open the lid. The light reflecting from the huge diamond rock almost took her eye out. Her jaw dropped.
"Phillip. It's…stunning." She couldn't form the words she thought would be most appropriate to describe the monstrosity of a ring he offered her.
He handed the box to her with the ring inside.
"Don't lose it; it was almost two million dollars. A nine carat diamond. The senator has exquisite taste."
Speechless, she stared at it for a moment, taking time to consider what dinner service the senator, with her exquisite taste, would choose. Not for the first time, a flicker of concern tiptoed secretively through her.
Phillip stepped away and opened the door. As though an afterthought struck him, he turned back, and her heart gave a hopeful flutter.
"And Bailey, would you do me a favor and wear your glasses rather than your contact lenses? They make you look so much more…"
"Attractive?" She provided.
"No, Bailey." His mouth pursed with irritation. "Presentable. They make you look more presentable."
The door snapped shut and she stared at the enormous stone glaring out of the box at her. If anyone asked her what her opinion of vulgar was, she would have said the ring.
She took it out of the box, reverently slid it on to her ring finger and held her hand at arm's length. The ring was too big and as she dropped her hand down to her side the rock spun to the underside of her finger. Perhaps it was safer tucked into her palm anyway. She was likely to get mugged, flashing something like that around in
New York City.
She gazed around the office, sighed as she noticed the paperwork he had left in a neat pile on his desk for her to clear away. She was supposed to be an associate, not his secretary, but he'd got into the habit of letting her clean up after him.
Bailey picked up the envelope with her flight ticket inside and tucked it into her handbag.
She needed to leave early to buy Christmas presents for his parents. She thought Phillip and she would have bought them between them, but Phillip said he'd already got them something from him. What the hell would they want for Christmas if they could afford to spend two million bucks on a diamond ring?
She already had presents for her own parents. A pretty silk scarf for her mom and a box of Cuban cigars for her daddy, but really what would the senators appreciate from her?
At least she was going to see mom and daddy too. They were staying in
for the engagement party. She missed them so much it made her heart ache.
Bailey needed to pack her case with smart, presentable clothes. She wasn't sure if she had enough for an entire week: items that were neither work suits, nor were they
jeans and sweaters.
She locked the office door and hustled along the empty hallway to the elevator, most employees had already left for the Christmas holidays. She pressed the button for the lobby and waited, and then she stepped inside the elevator where the annoying sound of piped Christmas music greeted her. The familiar feeling of nausea hit her as the elevator lurched down and her stomach stayed on the fortieth floor for a moment longer before it decided to join her.
The lights flickered, the Christmas music stuttered, the elevator ground to a halt and the doors remained closed. Bailey leaned forward, a heavy feeling of disbelief filled her chest. Please don't let this happen. Not now, not today. She pressed the button for the door and stared in horror as they slid open to reveal a solid brick wall in front of her. The elevator was stuck between floors.
Character Interview with Bailey
Tell us about yourself.
Oh, I'm a natural born disaster. I swear I must have one of those cute little daemons on my shoulder and if something bad can happen, that little critter will make sure it does.
Tell us about Sebastian
Why, I've loved that man forever. He's hot, and I do mean really hot. He hasn't got an ounce of flesh that doesn't flex and ripple with hard muscle. The way he sits astride a stallion, well, phew, I just can't take my eyes off him – or my hands, or my … well, never you mind.
What do you think is your strongest point?
My determination and persistence.
What would Sebastian say is your strongest point?
Well, I think he might say it's my ability to stay seated – on a rodeo pony of course.
What would Sebastian say is your biggest weakness?
What was it like where you grew up?
I grew up on a ranch. From the moment I could walk, I was put on the back of a pony. I loved it. I really missed it when I moved to
It was never the same. Can't disappear into the wild blue yonder whenever you like.
What do you wish was different about your life?
I wish I wasn't such a disaster attraction. I'll tell you what, you would not be wise to get on a flight with me. Nu uh.
What do you wish I had asked you? Please ask and answer it now.
I wish you'd asked me about the little old lady – perhaps you want to know her name? Well I can tell you now, because we've become such good pals. Lady Felicity Shadwell. She's lovely really, but I do have a little problem with her dead fox.
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