Sunday, February 23, 2014

Jessica Scott: All For You

Today we welcome Jessica Scott as our guest this week at The Rockville 8 blog. USA Today bestselling author Jessica Scott is a career army officer; mother of two daughters, owner of three cats and three dogs; wife to a career NCO and wrangler of all things stuffed and fluffy. She is a terrible cook and even worse housekeeper, but she's a pretty good shot with her assigned weapon and someone liked some of the stuff she wrote. Somehow, her children are pretty well-adjusted and her husband still loves her, despite burned water and a messy house.

She's written for the New York Times At War Blog, PBS Point of View: Regarding War Blog, and Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America. She deployed to Iraq in 2009 as part of Operation Iraqi Freedom/New Dawn and has served as a company commander at Fort Hood, Texas.

She's pursuing a PhD in Sociology in her spare time and most recently, she's been featured as one of Esquire Magazine's Americans of the Year for 2012.

Top 5 Surprising ThingsYou Should Know About Jessica Scott 

1. I cry over babies. It's weird but when I hold one of my friend's babies, I get all choked up. No idea why. 

2. I pick up stray animals on the side of the road. So the rule is: if they get in the car (i.e. don't try to bite me), we either try to find their owner or we take them to the no kill shelter. 

3. I don't drink soda. Ever. 

4. There are certain words I can never spell: bureaucracy, knowledge. For some reason, I get them wrong every. time. Thank heavens for spell check. 

5. I hate sports. There I said it. I can't stand sports or anything to do with it. And? I'm married to a sports fan, so I fake it. A lot:) 

ALL FOR YOU by Jessica Scott (February 4, 2014; Forever E-Book; $2.99)

Book Blurb

Can a battle-scarred warrior . . .
Stay sober. Get deployed. Lead his platoon. Those are the only things that matter to Sergeant First Class Reza Iaconelli. What he wants is for everyone to stay out of his way; what he gets is Captain Emily Lindberg telling him how to deal with his men. Fort Hood's newest shrink is smart as a whip and sexy as hell. She's also full of questions-about the army, its soldiers, and the agony etched on Reza's body and soul.

. . . open his heart to love?
Emily has devoted her life to giving soldiers the care they need-and deserve. Little does she know that means facing down the fierce wall of muscle that is Sergeant Iaconelli like it's just another day at the office. When Reza agrees to help her understand what makes a soldier tick, she's thrilled. Too bad it doesn't help her unravel the sexy warrior in front of her who stokes her desire and touches a part of her she thought long dead. He's the man who thinks combat is the only escape from the demons that haunt him. The man who needs her most of all . . .

Book Excerpt

          It was fate. It had to be. A slow warmth unfurled inside him as the doctor he could not get out of his head looked up at him, her cheeks flushing pink.
         She was all buttoned up at work. Tonight, she looked different. Looser. Unbound.
         Compelling. That’s what she was. Her fire at work. Her refusal to let him bully her. He’d admired her backbone before.
         Tonight, he admired her in an entirely new light. Her hair framed her face in careless curls. He hadn’t expected to see her outside of work. He damn sure hadn’t expected to see her here. An old familiar need rose inside him. A need for touch, human and warm. A need to lose himself for an interlude in sweat and sex and stunning pleasure. He’d given up drinking but women had apparently fallen into that category as well.
         It had been months since he’d felt a woman’s hands on his body.
         This woman was not someone he needed to be talking to at the bar tonight but he found himself walking toward her anyway.
         After the week of confrontation they’d had, he’d be lucky if she didn’t slap him the minute he approached her.
         He could do this. He could talk to a woman without drinking. Right?
         Emily met his gaze as he approached. He almost smiled.
         “Not your usual scene?” he asked, leaning against the bar.
         She shifted, putting a little space between them. That slight reclamation of power. He made a noise of approval in his throat. “I’m surprised you’re talking to me.”
         “I’m surprised you’re here. Shouldn’t you be home reading medical journals or something?” Her cheeks flushed deep pink and he wondered how far down her body that color went.
         She tipped her chin then and looked at him. “Have you been drinking?”
         He looked down at the bottle in his hand. “I don’t drink anymore,” he said quietly. No reason to delve into his abusive history with alcohol. “You?”
“Glass of wine,” she said.
         Reza shrugged and leaned on the bar, taking another pull off his water and being careful not to lean too close. She looked like she’d bolt if he pushed her. “That would explain why you’re talking to me. We haven’t exactly been friendly.”
         Her hair reflected the fading sunlight that filled the room from the wide-open patio doors. He wanted to fist it between his fingers, watch her neck arch for his mouth.
         She motioned toward his bottle with her glass. “‘Anymore’?”
         He simply took another pull off his water. He was going to be damn good and hydrated after tonight. He wondered what she’d do if he leaned a little closer. “Long story.”
         “One you’re not keen on sharing?” she asked. She leaned her cheek on one palm. The sun glinted across her cheek.
         “Let’s just say alcohol and I aren’t on speaking terms. Bad things happen when I drink.” It was nothing to be ashamed of but there it was. Shame wound up his spine and squeezed the air from his lungs. He was just like his dad after all.
         “You say that like giving up alcohol is a bad thing,” Emily said quietly.
         Reza snorted softly. He should have guessed she wouldn’t let it alone. She had stubbornness that could last for days. “It’s not something I’m proud of.”
         Her hand on his forearm startled him. Soft and strong, her fingers pressed into his skin. “But stopping is something to be proud of.”
         Reza stared down at her hand, pale against the dark shadows of his own skin. A long silence hung between them.
         He lifted his gaze to hers.
         “It takes a lot of strength to break with the past,” she said softly.
         “What are you doing?” Her eyes glittered in the setting sun and he thought he caught the sight of the tiniest edge of her lip curling.
         Her fingers slipped from his skin. “Offering my professional support?”
         His lips quirked. “Was that a joke?”
         “Maybe,” she said. “I’m working on developing a biting sense of humor. Defense mechanism against raging asshole commanders.”
         Reza barked out a laugh. “You look different out of uniform,” he said lightly, pressing his advantage at this unexpected truce.
         “So do you.”
         He angled his body toward hers. “You like my makeup?” he asked.
         Her lips parting as she tried to figure out if he was kidding or not. Finally, she cracked the barest hint of a smile.
         Something powerful woke inside him and he moved before he thought about it. He reached for her, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. The simple gesture was crushing in its intimacy. Her lips froze in a partial gasp, as though her breath had caught in her throat.
         “Sergeant Iaconelli,” she said quietly, her voice husky. But she didn’t move away. Didn’t flinch from his touch.
         “Reza.” He swallowed the sharp bite of arousal in his blood, more powerful without the haze of alcohol that usually clouded his reactions. “My name is Reza.”
         His breath was locked in his lungs, the sound of his name on her lips triggering something dark and powerful and overwhelming.
         He wanted this woman. The woman who’d stood in opposition to him this week. The woman who lifted her chin and stood steadfast between him and his soldiers.
         There was strength in this woman. Strength and courage.
         “I’m Emily.” Her words a rushed breath.
         He lowered his hand, unwilling to push any further than he’d already gone. This was new territory for him. Unfamiliar and strange and filled with potential and fear.


The Rockville 8 is giving away two free e-copies of Jessica's All For You to two randomly chosen lucky readers who comment on the blog post this week (Comments must be between Monday and Friday. Giveaway expires at midnight on Friday, February 28th.). So, stop in and say hi and let The Eight and Jessica know how much you love her books! Or ask a question. Any and all will get you a chance to win a free copy of All For You!


  1. Thank you for blogging with the Rockville 8. I loved your excerpt and can't wait to read the book. I love a hero with a past and it sounds like yours has a good backstory.

    I get it with the first two of your surprising things to know about you. I, too, cry when I hold a baby. Something about all that innocence, goodness and potential wrapped up in a small package. And, I've rescued many stray animals - dogs running down the road, a few rabbits, birds, and even a chipmunk injured in the driveway. I just can't stand to think of any creature being hurt and vulnerable.

    Good luck with your release and thank you again for visiting us.

  2. Omg, I also have a history of picking up stray animals! My mother lost count of the number of dogs that followed me home from school when I was little. Maybe it's a sensitive artist thing. :-)

    Your book sounds wonderful, I can't wait to read it! Thanks so much for stopping by to share.

  3. Hi Jessica,

    Thanks for swinging by the R8 and sharing an excerpt from your latest book with us! There's nothing better than a sample of an awesome book and you've given us one! We'll raise a glass with you to celebrate your latest achievement, but don't worry. There's no soda in these glasses!

  4. Thanks, Jessica for guest blogging this week at the R8! We love having you.

    Misha and Lisa ~ I can totally see the Dr. Dolittle thing happening with both of you. LOL. Me, not so much. But I did love animals.

    Reminder that two lucky winners will receive a free copy of Jessica's book! ;0)

  5. Hello! Very interesting reading from you, Jessica Scott. I sooo admire authors and am always thrilled to discover another good one. And, I admire practically everything posted by
    Just sign me,
    A Big Fan of All You Talented People
    :) Marceline

  6. Thanks for stopping by today and commenting, Marceline. So appreciated. Hope you'll give Jessica's books a read. And, now, you're officially signed up to win a free e-copy of her book! Good luck. We'll post the winners this weekend!

    And so glad you enjoy our posts! We <3 our readers! Keep reading!!!

  7. WINNERS ANNOUNCED: The randomly chosen winners of an e-book copy of All For You are Marceline Miller and Lisa McQuay!

    Marceline, if you could e-mail me your e-mail address at mackenzielucas(dot)writer(at)gmail(dot)com, I will forward you your free copy of Jessica's book.

    Thanks for commenting!