Becker Circle – Meet Addison Brae

Today it is my pleasure to introduce you to Addison Brae, author of Becker Circle, a contemporary romantic suspense novel. Here’s your chance to get to know Addison and her novel.

Answers from Addison

  1.  Where is your favorite place to write?
    I write wherever I’m comfortable and inspired—outside, curled up on the sofa, in a restaurant—never at a desk. You’ll always find me with my laptop. Diving into the story’s world is the best way for me to build a realistic world. I wrote a good bit of Becker Circle sitting at bars around the United States. Talking to bartenders and patrons was truly inspiring since much of the story takes place around the bar scene.
  2. What inspires you as an author?
    Life experiences, dreams, people I’ve met, and what’s going on in the world bring up all sorts of questions, ideas and emotions that make up a story.
  3. What are you working on next and when can we expect to see it?
    I’ve been working a lot with artificial intelligence that’s got a fascinating romantic suspense brewing in my head. Based on the positive reader reviews, I’m also toying with the idea of creating more adventures for Gillian in Becker Circle. Watch for one or both in 2019.

Becker Circle

Addison BraeBlurb:

My first and only boyfriend believed I was too gutless to leave. He was dead wrong. My name’s Gillian, and I graduated Harvard early and left his hot temper and everyone else behind for Dallas. Determined to make it on my own, I land a second job bartending at the neighborhood pub smack in drama central where most every jerk in the neighborhood hits on me—at a huge price.

A week into the job, the neighborhood’s very popular drug dealer falls to his death a few feet from the table I’m serving. The cops say suicide, but the hot guitar player in the house band and I suspect foul play, and I intend to prove it. We dig deeper, grow closer, and make a shocking discovery. We know the murderer. Watch the book trailer.

Excerpt:

The morning sunlight through the blinds wakes me. Joaquin’s arm rests under my neck. His legs intertwined with mine like we fell asleep the way we were.

His eyes pop open. “Oh, sorry.” He rolls off the couch and grabs his underwear and jeans. “Good morning, Gillian.”

“Morning.” In the sun’s spotlight, I hide underneath the blanket so I’m not so exposed. “Want some coffee or something?”

“No, thanks.” He rubs his face and sits. “So, did we? Did we do it?”

I open my mouth to answer, but don’t. The condom wrapper on the floor answers.

“Guess we did then.”

I wrap up in the blanket and stand. “You’d better go.” I can’t believe…”See you ’round.”

I lock the door behind him and pull up the photo Joaquin took last night. How can I adore and despise him at the same time?

Rule four of my new life—figure out if they’re drunk before letting them in.

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Lauren will say the right thing. I text the photo to her with the message, “If he doesn’t remember, did it happen?” then start the countdown. Ten-nine-eight-seven-six-ring.

“Who’s he and what didn’t happen?” Lauren asks.

“I’m so humiliated. How can I be so smart but also stupid?” I lean against the window and watch him walk down the street. “He was so cute and nice and we had such a great time.”

“And?”

“I came home. Alone. Then he followed me and wanted to come in for a glass of wine. He was so persistent…and said all the right things…”

“But he doesn’t remember? Asshole.”

“I’m aware now.” I sink into the soft sofa and wrap tighter into the blanket. “But he walked and talked just fine. How do you know when someone’s too drunk? I thought they, you know, can’t get it up.”

“Clearly he’s an exception.” We sit in silence for a few seconds. “Was it fun?”

I see my jeans in a wad and the sofa cushions strewn around the floor. “Yeah, I’m not sure fun fully captures everything. Being with him was really nice. Now I kind of like him.”

“Then don’t worry about it.”

“If he doesn’t remember, did it really happen?”

Lauren laughs. “If you remember, it happened. You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just want to sleep. I need to study. I take my next exam section Tuesday.”

“It’s barely afternoon there. There’s plenty of time today for naps and studying.”

“I never want to be forgettable again.” My lack of excitement happens to be one thing Connor wouldn’t let me forget. “On the bright side, Joaquin remembers my name.”

“Gillian. You’re not forgettable—to him, to me, or to anyone.” 

Buy Links

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Meet Addison Brae

Addison Brae Addison Brae lives in Dallas, Texas on the edge of downtown. She has been writing since childhood and continues today with articles, video scripts and other content as an independent marketing consultant. When she’s not writing, Addison spends her time traveling the world, collecting interesting cocktail recipes and hosting parties. She’s still addicted to reading and enjoys jogging in her neighborhood park, sipping red wine, binge-watching TV series, vintage clothing and hanging out with her artistic other half and their neurotic cat Lucy.

Read more about Addison Brae her website, or Tirgearr Publishing.

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