Books for Company: Guest Post + Excerpt with Ana W.Fawkes

Please welcome Ana to Books for Company.

Thank you Ana for stopping by and introducing us to your book 'Almost Taken'

I’ve had experience in romance before but not like this. This series is something fun, flirty, sexy, and different. I thought of the title based on the plots of the stories… Two Weddings, One Funeral, & One Baby. It looked fun and it made sense. Plus, readers know what they’re getting.

I liked bringing the characters together in unique ways and seeing their relationships grown. In Almost Taken, Jared knows something that Becky doesn’t. To make matters worse, Jared and Becky are walking down the aisle together at a friend’s wedding.

Now I’m bring the end of my ten book series, By His Command, in August. It’s a project that started last October and the fan turned it into the ten books. I like balancing everything between romance and erotic romance. It’s fun. Some days I get to write a really deep story and some days I get to write some steamy scenes for another project. It’s like having two sides to myself!

I hope everyone enjoys Almost Taken as much as I enjoyed writing it!

And be sure to read this excerpt… and grab a copy of the book!

Excerpt

Something in Harry's eyes didn't seem right. Nor Becky's. Jared reminded himself he was there to sell the apartment, not judge people, and not play mental matchmaker.
“So?” Becky asked, her eyes shifting from Harry to Jared.
“So...?” Jared asked and smiled.
He couldn’t help himself then as he started at the deep brown color of Becky’s eyes. They had a twinkle about them, radiating something.
“So, what?” Harry chimed in, his uneasy voice able to ruin any pleasing moment.
“What comes next?” Becky asked.
Harry laughed. He slipped his left hand around to Becky’s shoulder and squeezed. “This is where the men talk. Take another walk through the place, okay?”
Jared held his smile even though he felt Harry deserved a backhand to the face. But that was typical Harry, always finding a way to demean people around him, especially women. But yet women always went for him. Whether it was the money, the sense of power, or the rough but attractive looks, Harry always had a woman.
Becky nodded and broke away from Harry, moving to the steps.

Jared turned and watched until Becky was out of sight. When he looked back at Harry, Harry held up a finger. They listened to the click-clack of Becky’s shoes until they were a distant sound.
“Okay, now we can talk,” Harry said.
“Fair enough. Any questions...?”
“How’s the market treating you now?” Harry asked.
“The market? Which one?”
“Ah, always the show off,” Harry waved a finger at Jared. “See, that used to work in college but it’s not stable or viable now, is it? You look like you’re still grabbing at a hundred straws, hoping one will be the money making one.”
“I’ve done okay,” Jared said.
“Just okay?”
Harry raised an eyebrow. Jared knew the routine. Harry wouldn’t come out and ask it, but his eyes said everything.
How desperate are you to sell this house?
Jared wasn’t exactly desperate...
“This has been on the market for six months,” Harry said.
“Owners moved out two months ago.”
“And you couldn’t move it?”
“Haven’t given it much thought. The owners called me two weeks ago and said it was time to get aggressive.”
“Sure, sure,” Harry said. “I get it. Can we cut the shit, Jared, and figure this out?”
“Make an offer,” Jared said and closed the leather folder. “You know the market. You know the house. You know the drill. How many houses do you own now?”
“A few,” Harry said. He turned and walked into the bedroom that Becky wanted to be her painting room. He looked out the window and sighed. “There’s not enough room for my cars though.”
“I’m sure you have a place for them already,” Jared said.
“Smart man,” Harry said. “Tell you what. Let me take Rebecca home and discuss this with her. Privately. Without the pressure” - Harry looked over his shoulder and smiled - “and good charm of yourself.”
“Fair enough,” Jared said, knowing damn well Harry wasn’t going to buy the place.
For a second he considered asking Harry what the hell the point was to even bring Becky here. It had all been a waste of time.
Jared heard the sound of Becky climbing the steps again. When he saw Becky he decided it hadn’t been that much of a waste of time. He couldn’t remember the last time he saw someone as beautiful as Becky. But when she breezed by him, seeking the comfort of Harry, he then understood what the entire thing had been.
An image.
Harry brought Becky to look at houses each time she thought about the future, hoping to keep her calm and once again, in check. Just like the talk about planning on getting engaged.
“If you have any questions, give me a call,” Jared said.
“Of course,” Harry replied.
Becky looked at Harry like she had something to say. Jared would have loved to hear what she had to say, but Harry already started walking. When he passed him, Jared watched the fake happy couple disappear down the steps but not before Becky looked back and smiled.
Jared memorized the smile, from the way the right side of Becky’s mouth curled a little more than the left, to how she had little dimples, and how her eyes and smile went together in perfect harmony.
He shook his head. Jared was so used to memorizing features... that’s all it was, nothing else.