BLURB – The Secretary’s Bodyguard
Ethan Mahoney loves his wife dearly and arranges for her to accompany him on his assignment as bodyguard of the Secretary of State to Colombia. The journey ends in a fiasco that leaves the secretary and his entourage stranded in the Colombian woods with terrorists on their heels, not knowing if they will survive and find their way back to civilization.
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Before we get more into the story, let’s take a moment to talk to Jazmin and Ethan from The Secretary’s Bodyguard.
Can you tell the readers a little about yourself?
Jazmin: I was born in Colombia, but my parents moved with me to Washington, D.C. I worked as a police officer when I met with this…
Ethan: Don’t say something wrong. I saw you first in that snug police uniform and knew instantly I should ask you out.
Jazmin: No, the first thing you said was ‘You can’t get through here’ with that totally down-to-business-voice. You tried to shy me off though I was on duty!
Ethan: It wasn’t your business and I was just being polite to tell you.
Jazmin: Anyway, when your boss had cleared the situation you did ask me out.
Ethan (sighing): And you made an entrance I’ll never forget—that dress, that smile…
Jazmin: I remember that you knocked the chair over and blamed it on the wind.
Ethan: It was windy.
Jazmin: Yep, almost a storm.
And that was the beginning of your relationship?
Ethan: I knew she was the right woman. She’s just…adorable. Lovely. The best wife any man could have.
Jazmin: You were the butt of jokes for a week because you couldn’t stop babbling about me to your friends.
Ethan: I’m still telling everyone about you.
Jazmin: Oh, come on! Stop that macho grin!
Ethan: I’m not macho!
Jazmin (laughing): No, you were born with a ramrod as a spine and just turned out to be a bodyguard.
What are a couple of random thoughts about yourself that will surprise the readers?
Ethan: We’re an old-fashioned couple. She does what I say.
Jazmin: You wish. No, really, I don’t think that old-fashioned nails it. I’m a working woman, I can take care of myself. And I proved it more than once.
Ethan: And you almost caused me a heart attack!
Jazmin: That was just because you didn’t trust in my abilities!
Ethan: Sorry, but when my wife moves out of safety to face a killer I’m a tad nervous!
Jazmin (soothing): It worked out. I’m fine. We won. That’s what counts, right?
What makes you blush?
Ethan: I never blush!!
Jazmin: I do. If Ethan leaves his non-telling, always low-key expression mode and kisses me full throttle in front of strangers. That’s…
Ethan (quietly): Love.
What do you think about “love and romance”?
Ethan: It’s essential in life. I put the love for my wife above everything. Period.
Jazmin: He truly means it. And I’d lie if I said anything against it. He’s a tiger when it comes to protecting me. He’d turn the world—and he has—to make sure that I’m safe. That’s the greatest love ever known. And romance? Well, I guess, it comes with it. The quiet moment after the danger’s over…precious.
Who took the first step in heating things up between you?
Jazmin: Aw, that would’ve been me. Ethan was just too polite and too…
Ethan: I’d have made my step, don’t you worry.
Jazmin: I knew what my captain wanted. I could read in his eyes from the beginning. And since he’s been the right man in everything, I made the step and invited him.
Ethan: You call this an invitation? Princess, you took me without holding back.
Jazmin: Not more than you wanted to give.
Ethan (clears his throat): I—
Jazmin (distinct glance): You lose the argument.
Would you rather be caught in a wild moment of passion or tied down and taken?
Ethan: A bedroom question? Really? That’s really not—
Jazmin: Yes to both. He’s a tiger. In all ways.
Okay, so what is the kinkiest sexual thing you’ve ever done?
Ethan (exchanging glances with Jazmin): Sex in the Jacuzzi?
Jazmin: You tied-up in the hotel room?
Ethan: Not going into detail.
Jazmin: No, don’t want to shock anyone. And, captain, you just blushed!!
Who made the first compromise in your relationship?
Jazmin: I did. I quit working for the police in D.C. because Ethan was always on edge when I went to work. He’s working as a bodyguard for the Secretary of State. I wouldn’t want him to be distracted. He shouldn’t worry about me when on duty.
Ethan: I’m glad she quit. She’s right—I was always nervous, though I know she’s good. It’s just the way I am. I want her to be out of harm’s way. Well, at least I try to be ahead of her when she’s risking her life.
Jazmin (very quietly): I did what I had to do. It doesn’t mean that I like it.
Ethan (bends to kiss her): I love you, princess. Always.
Thanks for that…insight.
EXCERPT – The Secretary’s Bodyguard
The job of a bodyguard isn’t easy —
Jazmin winced. “You were shot! Oh, my god!” She took his face in both hands. “Captain, this isn’t nothing. Come, sit down on the bed. Let me have a look at it.”
“Jaz, it’s all right. The medic already stitched me up. Nothing—”
“If you say nothing to worry about one more time, I’ll give you something to worry about.”
Ethan smiled. “Okay, do what you have to do.” She directed him to the bed and he lay down slowly. He was exhausted suddenly, and Jazmin’s warm hands were consoling. He melted on the warm covers and his eyes closed all by themselves.
Jazmin carefully undid the gauze and scrutinized the wound and how the medic had dealt with it. “It’s a long scratch, but thin. Burnt at the edges. Six stitches.” She scolded him “That’s more than nothing, definitely.”
“Long distance rifle shot,” he murmured.
“He’s okay. Walter and Ryan were with him.”
“And the others?”
Ethan took a deep breath, recalling the moment of the attack. “Bodyguards okay, some passers-by and reporters might’ve been hit. I saw one person down. Walter sent me to the medic after we had Nolan safe in his room, and then when I returned, he told me he doesn’t need me tonight.” He opened his eyes again to watch Jazmin apply salve to the wound before she wound the bandage around once more. “What’s that for?”
“Old home remedy, made by Mamá. It’ll keep the itching away and help so the skin doesn’t tighten.”
She kissed him gently on the lips. “Always.”
“Don’t gimme that look, princess. You knew what kind of job I do when we met.”
“I’m not complaining. It’s just…I do worry, you know. That’s my job as your wife, and I’m determined to do it properly.”
She slipped off the bed to help him out of his shoes, pants and socks. “Shall I order room service? Want anything?”
Ethan found it hard to form words. His brain had jumped to stand-by mode. “Something light, maybe. A salad?”
“Move up into the bed, captain, you might slip out any moment.”
Ethan pulled up his legs and she covered him. He felt her hand in his hair, and the soft caressing was all he needed to relax and let go.
Ann Raina lives in Germany with horse and cats. Riding and writing are her favorite hobbies (not every time in that order). For eXtasy Books she has written eight books, and two more with the wonderful couple Ethan and Jazmin are waiting in line. Her main interest is to show characters and their development under difficult circumstances and never forget that in every drama there are comical moments and fun. For further information turn to www.annraina.com. For contact write to [email protected]