Title: One Woman Only
Author: Dee S. Knight
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
As one of a set of triplets, Jonah Goodman has always stood out as the least academic—and the last one to take the world, or commitment, seriously. Thing is, that’s not really who he is. But who can he convince of that? Not his family, who see him as they always have. And maybe not his one love, the sweetheart he left behind in high school but with whom he is now sharing an erotic holiday. Will he get his second chance to prove to Kelly that he is a loving man who wants more than a sensual few days, but a real relationship with the woman he lost once and doesn’t want to lose again? With that chance and Kelly's love, Jonah knows that a "good man" can become a better man.
Kelly's hopes for the day had been dashed as soon as her mother handed her the first bag to carry and then traipsed off as though Kelly wasn't with her.
She tried to rearrange her shoulder purse with both hands full of shopping bags and failed when her purse slid farther down her arm and a woman in a big hurry nearly ripped the Neiman's bag from her. By the time she oriented herself, she spied the back of her mother's tailored suit slipping into a high-end jewelry store. Why couldn't she have been heading toward Toscana's or Bricktop's instead? Kelly could really go for some lunch right about now, or even a coffee at the patisserie. They'd been at this for three and a half hours, and that after almost as long on the road to get here.
Ugh. "Once more into the breach," she muttered, fighting the crowd to reach the store where her mother had disappeared.
Once inside, she found a velvet-cushioned stool and fell onto it, the shopping bags dumped between her feet. Based on the concentration her mother was giving a tennis bracelet, she hadn't a clue that Kelly was even there. Really, a pack mule would have served her mother's needs just as well. "She might not have had to feed a pack mule but by God, she's feeding me, right after we get out of here."
Swiveling to her left, she examined the diamond rings on display. None of them were as large as what Brad had given her, but then his ring had been meant more as a spectacle than a symbol of love. The one and a half carat marquis cut stone had been surrounded by smaller diamonds set in a platinum band.
He had dropped to bended knee at her parents' Christmas party and asked her to marry him, making sure to let her and all of the guests know that he had already spoken to her father and had her dad's heartiest approval.
Kelly had been taken aback. Sure, they had dated for three years, but two of those years had been while she earned her MBA in Chapel Hill and he practiced law in Charlotte. Not exactly real life or a chance to get to know one another.
You were weak and pliable, she chided herself. Not knowing how to say no in a room where fifty some people smiled and seemed to hold their breath waiting for her reply, she said yes. And before she knew it, she'd been thrown into planning for venues, sampling veal, fish, and chicken dinner selections, tasting wedding cakes, and shopping for dresses.
That experience hadn't been fun, unlike looking for the prom dress. No, she'd been tossed into an industry that specialized in emotional shopping rather than practical. When Kelly gave in to her mother's wishes on a dress that cost several thousand dollars more than any dress should cost—especially since it would only be worn for one day—she knew she'd lost all self-respect. But she didn't know how to stop the runaway train wreck her life had become. From that point on, she'd allowed herself to be thrown around like a rudderless ship in a stormy ocean.
It wasn't that she hadn't been fond of Brad. But had she loved him? Not in the way she'd always thought a woman should love her husband. "Of course," she murmured, "Brad didn't love you that way, either."
Three years of his cheating had finally driven any thought of love from her head. At first he had at least acted as though he enjoyed having sex with her, but even that charade was over by the end of the first year. By that time, she'd discovered that Brad's law firm's relationship with her family had paved the way for their initial "chance" encounters, and with Brad's eventual promotions. She'd left him a richer man financially than when she'd found him. Her reward after years of marriage was that she was a stronger woman, and that was worth more than money.
Share a holiday family tradition:
As an adult, I learned that it’s far easier to buy gifts for people when I found them. So if I saw a scarf I thought my mom would love in February, I bought it then and put it away in an unused dresser in our spare bedroom. Then on a Sunday in early November I’d place all the wrapping paper, Scotch tape, bows, and scissors on the floor, gather everything out of the dresser and sit down to wrap. I’d have a cool drink nearby (wrapping is hard work!), and a Christmas movie on TV. The best thing about buying and wrapping gifts this way is that I rarely remembered everything I’d bought over the year. It was like Christmas for me! I “ooo”ed and “ahhh”ed over the gifts I’d purchased and reaffirmed my thoughts of how perfect they were for the recipient. The only downside to this method, is I usually spent more and bought more. since it was done over time. But it was Christmas!
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The story actually takes place mostly over Thanksgiving and the weeks after, so it is a holiday story, though not specifically a Christmas story. But (spoiler alert) there is a wedding at New Year’s!
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A few years ago, Dee S. Knight began writing, making getting up in the morning fun. During the day, her characters killed people, fell in love, became drunk with power, or sober with responsibility. And they had sex, lots of sex.
After a while, Dee split her personality into thirds. She writes as Anne Krist for sweeter romances, and Jenna Stewart for ménage and shifter stories. All three of her personas are found on the Nomad Authors website. And all three offer some of the best romance you can find! Also, once a month, look for Dee’s Charity Sunday blog posts, where your comment can support a selected charity.
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