
In the morning, Charisse awoke to an empty bed, but she still smiled. Conor had said he’d be leaving early to make sure everything was ready at the salon. She couldn’t wait to see what he’d done. Continue reading

In the morning, Charisse awoke to an empty bed, but she still smiled. Conor had said he’d be leaving early to make sure everything was ready at the salon. She couldn’t wait to see what he’d done. Continue reading
A couple of months ago I was working on the cover of Shifting Into Love with a motorcyclist and the face of a woman. I never really got it how I liked it.
I’ve been working on it again with new skillz I got in class. Here’s my current idea:

What do you think? I’d really like some thoughts.
As far as the story goes, I’ll be taking Shifting Into Love off my site soon. When I wrote it as a crowd chooses romance story, I kept the story fairly uncomplicated. I’ve aways thought there was a deeper story to tell, which is what’s happening now. So if you want to read the original version, your time is running out!
Good morning! At least for some of you 🙂 I spent the weekend at the Colorado Renaissance Fair, and it was great. I’m afraid I have no pictures because I was just there hanging out and getting a much needed creative recharge as I shift into stories after The Beautician and the Billionaire.Â
Speaking of Shifting…I’ll post news tonight about Shifting into Love. I’m going to start posting twice a day on weekdays again and once on the weekend days. Please follow me so you don’t miss a post! I imagine a lot of you will be sound asleep when I post in the middle of the night 🙂
And now on with the last episode of The Beautician and the Billionaire:

Conor gripped Charisse’s hand as they walked through the hospital. Everything was going so well that he feared this visit with Roy would fuck it up. Continue reading

Charisse unpacked boxes of shampoo and conditioner in the quiet of Ma Charisse Monday morning. Strains of Mozart played gently in the background, and the scent of coffee pervaded without any stylists dying hair or giving manicures. Continue reading

The heaviness of a hand on her side drew Charisse to the brink of wakefulness. A kiss on her neck made her reach up and caress Conor’s cheek.
With a lurch of wakefulness she opened her eyes wide and flipped onto her back. The swing swayed. Continue reading

Conor rushed into his apartment and went straight for his bedroom. An empty bed stared back at him. The door to his bathroom was open, and the light was off. There was no indication she’d even been back there. It was early for bed, but since she’d fallen asleep in the middle of New York, he’d just assumed she would already be in bed. Continue reading

“Charisse, are you okay?”
Charisse sat bolt upright and tried to pretend like she hadn’t dozed off at a bus stop in front of the hospital. Raul had his hand on her shoulder and concern in his eyes. Continue reading
Good morning! I hope you had a great weekend! I started work on the next Holiday Cafe book and the publishing version of Shifting into Love. Lots of stuff coming up after Episode 9!

Conor touched a button on the steering wheel to end the call with Charisse and pressed down on the accelerator of his Bugatti Chiron. He needed to get to Charisse. He’d wanted to surprise her on Tuesday, but screw that. She needed comfort now.
The car felt like a plane flying through traffic, but Conor was only focused on getting to his destination and not the enjoyment.
After five minutes, he called Raul.
“How does she look?”
Raul answered with distraction in his voice. “She was pale before she went in to meet Gianna.”
“And now?”
“I’m just pulling up to get her…oh no.”
“What? What’s wrong?”
“She’s asleep on a bench in front of the hospital.”
“Asleep? Get me Dr. Beaumont’s number now.”
Raul’s voice sounded sharp. “Where are you, sir?”
“Halfway there.”
“And who’s driving?”
“I am.”
“Then I’m not getting you the number. She wouldn’t tell you anything anyway.”
“She should. I’m paying the bill.”
“You know better. If Charisse needs another doctor I’ll call one here. Now do you want to keep arguing and get in a wreck, or should I go get Charisse?”
“Go get Charisse,” he growled and hung up. He hated being useless. He should’ve left the mansion sooner, but the teleconference with his lawyers had dragged on. Darnell hadn’t been happy with Conor staying behind, but that’s why he got the big bucks.
Conor thought strategically it might turn out better. His lawyers could suss out the situation, bring the fear and then he could show up to make the heads roll.
He turned the music up and pressed down on the accelerator again. Raul would take care of Charisse. She was fine. But he kept driving faster like he didn’t believe it.

“Calm down,” whispered Marie outside the room. “She’s here to make peace.”
“So far I’m not impressed with her attempt.” She glowered back at Marie. Continue reading
Good morning! Sorry my time for posting has shifted so much. I’m sleeping in a little more to make up for the late hours of writing. I hope you’re enjoying Episode 9!

Charisse backed out the door, terrified that she’d brought on another heart attack. Continue reading