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How do you feel about naked bodies?
I’m totally cool with them. All shapes and sizes. I was not the breastfeeding mom who hid my boobs. Nope. If the babe needed to eat, you were going to see some breast and possibly a nipple flash. Deal with it.
I’m pretty sure Gracelyn Glock would feel the same way …
“I figure it’s like seeing someone in a bikini—you know, bra and panties. You’re seeing the same amount of skin. It shouldn’t be a huge deal, right?”
Nothing. I’ve got nothing. I continue to work the slow nod. She’s right. Same amount of skin, but there’s a psychological element of knowing it’s not a bikini. It’s her bra and panties. Maybe it’s a guy thing, but silk and cotton lace have a different effect than polyester and spandex. I know it’s stupid, but I don’t make the rules. I’m just genetically wired to follow them.
Why yes … yes I have.
Fortuity is LIVE and out in the wild. It’s the perfect summer romance novel—set on a beach in San Diego. I had great hopes for this book, but a worldwide pandemic, a crashing economy, and adapting to a new way of life completely diffused my angst flame. I didn’t want to kill characters (an unusual feeling for me) or create an insane plot twist. Angst felt like one more burden in my life.
I wanted to smile.
I wanted to laugh.
I wanted to go back to the basic emotions that made me fall in love with romance novels.
So … I did. And you know what happened next? I couldn’t stop writing these characters. I had an 80-85k word goal, but when I got there, I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t say goodbye. And it wasn’t because the story wouldn’t fit into that word count. I just … loved them too much— I lived in their pandemic-free life on a beach with carefree kids and stolen kisses. It felt too good to kick my feet up, sit on the porch swing with them, and talk about life. After all, they’re in my age group. I live the forty-something life.
No bra after dinner.
Hot flashes.
Kids that know too damn much.
Years that can’t be erased.
Days that pass too quickly.
Acceptance that my life’s purpose has shifted because I brought tiny humans into this world.
Maybe the most important part of being an adult with a child is the ability to say what needs to be said, the strength to do what needs to be done, and the bravery to smile like it’s not secretly killing you.
I hope you grab this story! You won’t regret it. Fortuity is the third book in the Transcend Series, BUT it can be read as a standalone. It was 100% written as a standalone contemporary romance novel.
Peace,
Jewel