Today we're visiting with author JM Stewart on her tour with Goddess Fish Promotions for the contemporary romance novel, "A Second Chance at Forever".
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The author opted to be exceptionally brave and share five things about herself we might not otherwise know. The floor is yours, JM.
Five things you’d probably never guess about me? This was not easy! I don’t like to talk about myself, so I had to think hard about these. Some are serious. Some are fun.
1. I believe in ghosts…and I’ve actually experienced them. I’ve had dozens of experiences, including being touched by something that felt exactly like a hand (with skin and bones). It still spooks me. lol
2. I’m a complete klutz. I don’t drink, and I certainly wouldn’t ever drive drunk, but if I ever did, and the cop asked me to walk a straight line, like you see in all those cop shows? I’d fail it. I can’t walk a straight line, and I trip over my own feet. I walk into walls and doors ALL the time.
3. I am painfully shy. It’s almost a phobia for me. I never know what to say to someone, so I’m naturally quite. When really, I’m usually standing there telling myself over and over, “Say something. Say anything.” What usually comes out? Is ten minutes long after the conversation has changed or so off the wall people stop and stare at me. lol
4. This kind of goes with the above. With people I’m comfortable with, however, I can be very silly. I love teasing my husband or my kids. Making funny faces, weird noises. I’m not above making myself look stupid just to get a smile out of my youngest son (who's every bit as quiet and serious as I am) or rolling around on the ground barking like a dog just to see that little tail wag.
5. I like to cook. I’m self-taught, so it’s been a long road for my poor family. Lots of mishaps that didn’t quite turn out right. I have to set a timer or I burn stuff, because my mind wanders. My wonderful husband has gracefully eaten every new recipe with a smile and went, “mmm.” Bless his heart. I will say that I’ve gotten a lot better at it over the years. I make a darn good turkey meatloaf even my picky eater likes.
Alex McKinley is still trying to pick up the pieces of his shattered life, and one night with Candy is exactly what he needs. He gets more than he bargained for, however, when he discovers she's the little sister of his best friend. Suddenly little Angie’s all grown up and driving him crazy.
The more time he spends with Angela, the more Alex finds himself falling for the woman she’s become. She makes him want to live again. But can he convince her to take a chance on him?
What was she doing?
Seated behind the wheel of her car in the Diamond’s parking lot, Angela’s hands trembled as she punched the last number into her cell phone’s lighted display and hit the CALL button. She was playing with fire, but Lord help her, she couldn’t resist. She only wanted to hear Alex’s voice, to see what he’d say when he heard hers, see where the conversation would lead them.
Excitement zipped along her nerve endings. There had been something real and irresistible between her and Alex at the club tonight. For the first time in a long time, a man had seemed to see her. Right or wrong, she couldn’t resist.
As the first ring shrilled over the line, her heartbeat tripled in cold blind panic. She ran her trembling thumb over the END button. This was insane. She shouldn’t be doing this. She should hang up right now, call him tomorrow and tell him the truth. Tell him—
The sound of his voice, deep, husky and relaxed, wound around her, settling into the pit of her stomach. “Did I wake you?”
He made a sound at the back of his throat, a sound of pleasure that teased her senses and provoked visions of the two of them together in the dark. “Candy. You actually called.”
She let her head fall back against the headrest. “How’d you know it was me?”
“Because the sound of your voice has been haunting me for hours.”
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