Going All The Way by Cynthia Cooke
Genre: Contemporary, Romance
Release Date: February 8th, 2016
After a failed marriage and quitting her high-pressure job, Carrie Steinhem is ready for uncomplicated fun. Love? Not what she’s looking for. She’d rather crash a wedding with her friends and find a hot hookup. The bride’s father is onto her, though. But just as her night out veers toward public embarrassment, a sizzling stranger sweeps in and claims Carrie as his date.
Potential hookup? Check. If she doesn’t get cold feet first.
Ryan Burton is on the fast track to a promotion…assuming he can avoid distractions and nail this new account. Except the woman he rescued at a friend’s wedding ends up not only being his new neighbor—she’s his client’s ex-wife. And his client has every intention of winning her back.
Carrie and Ryan would love to leave complicated alone, but when two people share a duplex and irresistible chemistry, temptation—and love—is right around the corner…
About the Author
Cynthia Cooke is an award-winning author who has published several books with Harlequin/Silhouette, Steeple Hill, and Entangled Publishing. She has a deep affection for romance, thrillers and all things that go bump in the night. So if you choose to delve into one of her stories, don’t forget to turn on the lights. Cynthia’s books aren’t sweet and they aren’t for the faint of heart.
Embrace the Seduction and prepare to get naughty and have a little fun!
1. How did you come up with the idea of Going All The Way?I love exploring the different roles that women play. In Going All The Way Carrie is a professional, a workaholic who has worked herself to the point of exhaustion. She has moved back to San Francisco to rethink what she wants out of life. When the gorgeous next door neighbor foists his dog on her, she knows better than to give in and take him. But she does it anyway; giving in like so many of us do, and soon our advertising exec extraordinaire who has never owned a pet is suddenly a dog watcher. It never ceases to amaze me the different hats women wear, jumping in to help even when we’re the ones that need it. Most of the time we do it, we accept the challenges whether we should or not, and we do it with style!
2. What’s your favorite thing to do when you’re not writing?
Now that we’re empty nesters, we’ve moved to the beach. I absolutely love it! When I’m not writing, I’m walking down the beach looked for shells and sand dollars.
3. If you could meet anyone and spend an hour with them alive or dead who and why?
Joseph Campbell. I can listen to his interviews all day long. He is so insightful. Everything he says has meaning for me. He is the one who said, “Follow your bliss and the universe will open doors where there were only walls.” That quote ended up being the theme of Going All The Way. Carrie comes back to San Francisco to find her bliss. And she bumps into a lot of walls getting there, but find it she does!
4. What’s the one piece of technology you can’t live without?
My iPad. It’s my one true guilty pleasure. I use it to play games, look up recipes, work, read, and watch TV. I love it! In fact, I’m typing on it now while my hair is processing at the hairdresser. :)
5. What are you working on now?
I’m working on Phoebe’s story, a secondary character and Carrie’s high school buddy from Going All The Way. She is such an optimist. She believes with all her heart if she can only find her true love and get married, she will live happily ever after. She’s going to have to learn the hard way that she has to make herself happy first before she can find happiness with anyone else. Even the really hot hero who is making her crazy. I’m having a lot of fun with the two of them.
6. Can you share a teaser of Going All the Way with our readers?
She wanted him inside her. Wanted it like she hadn't wanted anything in a really long time.
"Are you sure?" he asked, unable to catch his breath.
Seriously? ”Yes," she breathed, and then he was kissing her again, his nimble fingers pushing inside her.
"I have to have you," he whispered. "Now."
"Yes." Right now. She couldn’t remember the last time she wanted anyone or anything this badly. "Condom?" She hoped he had one, because she sure the hell didn't. She had condoms at home, in her nightstand, ready for when she would invite a man to her home after five or six dates. For when she wanted to have grown-up, responsible sex. She never had stranger-sex in a closet.
But that wasn't who she was.
Not how she rolled.
"Please tell me you have a condom," she begged.
"You don't?" Disappointment like a bucket filled with ice-filled water crashed over her.
"No." He pulled back. "Wait a minute. I know someone. I'll run and get one."
"You're going to tell your friend?" She thought of telling hers and her face burned.
"But we're in a closet. Like a couple of teenagers and I... I don't even know your name."
"Ryan," he said, as the moment was quickly disappearing. “Remember?”
“Right. Yes.” He’d told her.
"I'll look in the men’s bathroom. They probably have one of those machines on the wall." He pulled up his pants. Searched for his shirt and in his haste pulled it on inside out. He ripped it off, turned it around, pulled it back on again, and quickly did up the buttons. He leaned forward and kissed her, his lips still scorching.
"I'll be right back," he promised with as much emotion as if he were going off to war, going to face the leader of hell himself, going to brave the worst storm imaginable, just to bring her back a condom. "Wait here."