Amber Daulton is the author of the romantic-suspense series Arresting Onyx and several standalone novellas. Her books are published through The Wild Rose Press, Books to Go Now, and Daulton Publishing, and are available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats.
She lives in North Carolina with her husband and demanding cats.
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Character Interview with Jim Borden from Arresting Jeremiah
If you had a free day with no responsibilities and your only mission was to enjoy yourself, what would you do?
I’d spend the day in bed with my fiancée, Calista. I can’t get enough of her. The relationship is new, but I doubt I’ll ever stop wanting her as much as I do. If lounging in bed—rather, working up a sweat—isn’t an option, I’d be just as happy going to the movies or doing something fun with Calista and her daughter, Lacey. Lace is a smart kid, and I wish I could call her my own, but I’m determined to be the best father figure she could ever want.If you could spend the day with someone you admire (living or dead or imaginary), who would you pick?
My dad. Two years ago, a drunk driver hit my mom’s minivan, and my parents died on impact. My sister, Mia, and I were riding in the back. We both suffered concussions, and I broke my arm, but at least we survived. Losing my parents was tough, and I’m grateful I can’t remember the crash. My mind has blocked the memories.Anyway, I’ve always looked up to my dad. He was a police sergeant and wanted me to follow in his footsteps. I wanted to make him proud, so I became a parole officer with plans to later join the Denver PD. After losing my folks and breaking my arm a second time, I finally decided law enforcement wasn’t right for me. I’d like to explain that to Dad since I never had the chance to tell him when he was alive. I think he would be proud of the man I am now, but he’d probably shake his head in how I got to be that man. I guess I’ll never know.
What is your idea of perfect happiness? And, what is your current state of mind?
For the first time in a while, I’m truly happy. Calista is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Before her, I was foolish and blinded by my anger. I wanted to find the person who wronged me, who nearly got me and my sister killed, and I was heading down a dark path that could’ve ended with a bullet in my brain. When I think back on what I did, I shudder. How was I that stupid? Now, everything is kosher. I’m able laugh and have fun with my loved ones, and I’m able to sleep at night, unless I’m playing with Calista. My life is back on track, and it’s gonna stay that way.What do you consider to be the most overrated virtue and why?
Hmm…courage and stupidity is often the same thing. It’s good to have, but sometimes it leads you to make mistakes.Let me tell you about this guy I know. He’s doing bad things for the greater good, which takes a lot of guts. He’s a criminal, and I hated him at first, but then he helped Calista and me out of a jam. I did some illegal things for good reasons, too, but I wasn’t trying to help anyone but myself. Unlike this criminal. He’s trying to set right some heavy wrongs—his heart is in the right place—but is he really making a difference long-term? Or will all the crap he’s doing negate the good later on?
Tell us something about yourself that the readers do not know about.
I love to play games, especially old board games and video games. I still have some from when I was a kid. Calista thinks the graphics are bad on the gaming console, which they are, but she enjoys it. Mia comes over sometimes, and we have tournaments. I usually win, but she always puts up a good fight.About the Book:
Series: Arresting Onyx (book 2)
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Release Date: October 14th, 2020
ASIN: B08HJ2VCKJ
Print ISBN: 978-1-5092-3345-8
Digital ISBN: 978-1-5092-3346-5
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Length: 98k
Heat Rating: 5 Flames
When threats escalate, will Jim and Calista succumb, or fight for a love they can’t deny?
Injured Parole Officer Jeremiah “Jim” Borden never expected Calista Barlow, the sassy blonde waitress he’s craved for months, to ring his doorbell. She slips into his heart—and his bed—but he’s obsessed with a gangland investigation that threatens his career and maybe even his life.Calista doesn’t trust easily, not with a daughter to protect and the stalker who keeps calling her. After her violent ex-boyfriend returns, she finds solace in Jim’s arms.
Jim may have to forego his need for answers to protect the ready-made family he adores, but how will he and Calista escape an unseen enemy that is always one step ahead of them?
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Read an Excerpt from Arresting Jeremiah
He hated to upset Calista all over again, but he had to know. “What were you thinking when you tried on the necklace?”
Air whizzed through her teeth. Silence stretched between them as they walked toward the diner. She sighed, her voice soft. “No offense, but I don’t know or trust you enough to let you in that much. I’ve made some mistakes—things I don’t want to talk about. Give me some time.”
Trust? He couldn’t blame her for that. If he demanded to know her secrets, he had to tear down the barbwire he’d erected around his.
No. That couldn’t happen. His life depended on his silence. Did her private thoughts and memories hinge on life and death too? His stomach twisted. Nothing bad would happen to her, not if he was around to stop it.
“What can you tell me?” Hell, only an asshole would ask something like that without opening up in return.
“The necklace reminded me of something I once wanted more than anything. Not the pearls itself, but what it represented. I couldn’t have it because I wasn’t good enough.” She pulled from his grasp and wrapped her arms around her middle.
“I’m sorry I forced you to try on the necklace. I thought you liked it. All women deserve something that makes them feel pretty.” The stench of oil filled his nose and he sneezed. He glanced at the noisy passing cars and pulled Calista farther back along the sidewalk, away from a puddle in the road, before a vehicle splashed them. “I understand about lack of trust and the need for secrecy. I hope someday you can tell me what happened, but I do know one thing, even if you never tell me. You were good enough. You always have been and will always be.”
Her blue-green eyes widened. She traced her fingertips over his smooth jaw, leaving sparks in her wake.
“You’re so kind. I almost believe it when you say it. God, I wish I’d met you years ago, Jeremiah.”
“Why do you call me Jeremiah? Everyone else calls me Jim.”
“It feels more personal, as though you belong only to me. I may have to share Jim with the rest of the world, but Jeremiah—the strong, kind man I’ve admired over the past several months—is all mine.”
Her admission branded him like a fire poker to his skin. If he were alone, he’d beat his chest and roar. No woman had ever wanted to claim him. No one but her ever called him Jeremiah.
He coughed, clearing his throat. “Friday is only two days away, but I can’t wait that long. Let’s get in my car and go to a park, somewhere private, to talk.”
“Talk? Is that code for necking like teenagers?”
“I’m game if you are, but I don’t want to be rushed. We’ll have time for kissing and touching later.”
She pecked his cheek. “We better go before the rain starts again.”
He grasped her hand and they hurried back to the diner.
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