Title: Best Laid Plans in Scotland
Genre: Adult contemporary romance
Word Count: 74,000.
Special Question: If your main character could be any Star Wars character, who would they choose and why?
I consulted with a dear friend more well-versed than I in all things Star Wars. After sharing with her my female main character's personality and goals, she said my MC, Marie, would be Chewbacca because he's fiercely loyal and while capable of strength, he prefers friendship and peace. Just like Marie.
35 Word Pitch: American Marie is stuck on a tour bus for a week with Scottish tour guide Oliver. Their attraction blazes regardless of her family responsibilities in Oregon and his business tied to Scotland.
First 250 Words (Your First Page):
Whisky flavored condoms? Marie chuckled as she reached in her purse to snag a few coins for the vending machine. Her first day in Glasgow and she’d already found the perfect souvenirs. The toilets may not be clean at this pub, but at least it offered flavored prophylactics in festive packaging.
She admired the red and orange tartan cardboard packets as she exited the bathroom. Maybe the couple of drinks she'd had added to their humor, or the sleep that eluded her as she flew halfway across the world.
Her body slammed into a hard chest. She looked up. "Excuse me. I'm sorry, I-"
A curly haired sexpot with eyes as bright as the water along the Outer Hebrides gifted her with a wicked grin.
Her first thought? She wanted to jump up and wrap her arms and legs around him.
Second? Don’t. That's inappropriate behavior.
She stared at him and watched his eyes lower to the ridiculous handful of condom packets she pressed into his chest.
"Hoping to pull?" he said with a toe-curling brogue.
"Pull? No, these are souvenirs." A laugh bubbled up and escaped her throat in the form of something far too close to a squeak. "These are hilarious. Back home the condom machines don't have anything as fancy as this."
He grinned down at her. She appreciated that he was at least six inches taller than her. “The flavored ones are only in the machines. I prefer the plain ones.”
“So…you’ve tasted them?”