From USA Today Bestseller Kat Cantrell comes a sweet small-town romance series with a touch of magic. Check out the Blog Tour and get your copy of A LOT LIKE PERFECT now!
Thanks so much for agreeing to be with us today, Kat!
Of course! I love talking about books.
What 5 things should readers know about you?
- I’m a huge fan of professional cycling and watch every minute of the Tour De France, which is going on right now, so I’m glued to the TV.
- I want to be Nora Roberts when I grow up.
- Both of my kids are certified ninjas. They earned their black belts earlier this year and trust me, they don’t give those away to just anyone.
- I cry when I walk into libraries and bookstores. Sometimes it’s because there are so many wonderful books that I’ll never have time to read and sometimes it’s because there are so many wonderful books in the world that someone will get to read.
- I’m math challenged… how many things was I supposed to list? J
LOL on #5, and I hear you on #2—I’ve been telling people for years I want to be Meg Cabot when *I* grow up (let’s not examine how close in age Meg and I actually are, ‘kay?)
Where did the inspiration for this book come from?
I wanted to write a twist on My Fair Lady but when Aria burst onto the page, she had no use for a makeover and that whole plot sort of … fell apart lol. I honestly just tried to keep up with her.
LOL! Those uncooperative characters—you gotta love ’em!
How long have you been writing, and what (or who) inspired you to start?
I’ve been writing since first grade when our teacher told us to write a story and it never occurred to me to stop. So I didn’t. In college, I majored in English specifically so I could take writing classes.
Hmmm. I majored in English so I could read as much as possible…
What do you like best about being a writer? What is the most challenging part?
I like being finished most! Seriously, writing is hard, all of it, and I really enjoy being done so I can look back at what I’ve created. Most of the time, I think it’s pretty good!
I hear you! Writing IS hard 🙂
What are you working on right now? What can readers look for from you in the next year?
I’m writing the third book in the SEALs of Superstition Springs series, starring Tristan and Cassidy. It’s been so fun because they were at such odds in A Lot Like Perfect. I enjoyed throwing them together. Look for A Lot Like Fate in September.
Sounds great! Can’t wait…
What are you currently reading? What are your thoughts about it so far?
I’m reading Lauren Blakely’s The Real Deal because I LOVE fake relationships stories.
Oh, me too! It was good, I hope you like it.
If you had to “sell” your book in a single Tweet, what would you say?
What kind of man falls for the woman meant for his buddy? Isaiah isn’t about to admit he’s got feelings for the woman he’s supposed to be helping attract an entirely different guy—his teammate. He and Aria should stay friends. Right?
Perfect! Thanks so much, Kat!
About Kat Cantrell:
USA Today Bestselling Author Kat Cantrell read her first Harlequin novel in third grade and has been scribbling in notebooks since she learned to spell. What else would she write but romance? When she’s not writing about characters on the journey to happily ever after, she can be found at a taekwondo tournament, watching Big Bang Theory or dancing with her kids to Duran Duran and Red Hot Chili Peppers.
Kat, her husband and their two boys live in North Texas. She was a former Harlequin So You Think You Can Write winner and a former RWA® Golden Heart® finalist for best unpublished series contemporary manuscript.
Title: A LOT LIKE PERFECT
Author: Kat Cantrell
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release: July 16
What kind of man falls for the woman meant for his buddy?
Navy SEAL Isaiah West has trouble calling himself “former” military, but after an involuntary discharge, redefining himself is the only option. The small town of Superstition Springs seems as good a place as any to regroup while he figures out where he’s supposed to go next—and deal with how that last operation in Syria messed up his place on the team.
Aria Nixon has long accepted her role as the “plain” sister and really, she has no use
for a man who only sees her looks anyway. So when her Aunt Serenity’s love prediction mentions the word “makeover,” it’s game on to prove she can get noticed without one. Who better to help her get the inside track on how a man thinks than…a man? Isaiah specifically, who has his own prediction to sidestep.
But in a mystical place like Superstition Springs, nothing ever goes as expected. It turns out Isaiah and Aria have a lot in common, and what’s with the attraction between them? Not supposed to happen. She can’t fall for Isaiah. He’s too perfect, too much what she wasn’t looking for and too likely to break her heart when he leaves. And Isaiah isn’t about to admit he’s got feelings for the woman he’s supposed to be helping attract an entirely different guy—his teammate. They should stay friends. Right?
Welcome to Superstition Springs, town in progress…SEALs of Superstition Springs is a clean and wholesome series starring heroes you can share!
In case the magic had something to do with the springs, he was fine hanging out here with Aria for the next few hours. Or forever. Right now, he couldn’t fathom breaking the spell they’d somehow fallen under, where the rest of the world didn’t exist. He didn’t have to pretend anymore and here, he wasn’t broken because Aria didn’t expect anything out of him but his presence.
He could do with a good dose of living in the here and now.
“Aria,” he murmured again, her name leaving his mouth like a song. And why shouldn’t it? She was as beautiful as a melody and as sultry as a saxophone.
“Are you going to do that a lot?” she asked, shifting deeper into his arms, which worked for him.
“Um… I don’t know. Which part?” If whatever it was resulted in her snuggling that much closer, he’d definitely be repeating it.
“Saying my name like that.” She sighed and the rise and fall of her chest hit him in places she shouldn’t have been able to touch from the outside. “It makes me shivery.”
“In a good way, I hope.” He didn’t have the expertise of someone like Marchande, but he’d never had any complaints either. Plus, she’d chosen him. That realization alone had him riding pretty high. “If so, then I’ll do it a lot.”
She gave him one of her wistful smiles that made him want to gather up the whole world and gift it to her so she never had to want for anything again. “That would be nice. Except if you’re busy saying my name a lot and I’m busy staring at you a lot, we’re never going to get to the thing I’d really hoped to do tonight. And I had some big plans.”
“Oh?” She had his complete and utter attention as he honed in on the undercurrents that had sped up instantly. “What might that be?”
“Well, you know.” She blinked up at him through her lashes and it was every bit as alluring as when she smiled. “We’re alone. We’re really far from town. No one is looking for us.”
Her voice had dropped a few degrees but the temperature hadn’t and the images that sprang to mind as his imagination started filling in the blanks of her provocative statements didn’t help. “All of that is true. What do those circumstances put you in the mood for?”
This would not be a good time to misinterpret her meaning.
Somehow she’d moved even closer, her kiss-reddened lips begging for him to taste again, and things below the belt noticed all of the above in a big way.
“Something daring,” she said. “Something guaranteed to make tonight memorable, especially since I’ve never done it with a man before.”
“Never?” Well, duh. It only made sense that Aria didn’t have a lot of experience with men. She lived in a small town that was decidedly short on eligible males. But to toss it out there so he knew exactly where he stood—raw energy and no small amount of humility coursed through him as he considered the implications. “I’m honestly flattered that you’d choose me for your first time. Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Oh, completely sure. There’s just one small problem.” She bit her lip and it was so enticing that he nearly groaned.
“You’re killing me,” he ground out hoarsely. “No problems. Whatever it is, I’ll fix it. Just tell me.”
Lack of sheets, pillows, candles, music? He’d crawl on his hands and knees all the way to La Grange to get double of every last thing.
“I didn’t bring my bathing suit.”
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