There are moments where I am so proud to be a part of this fandom. The way we rally together for those in need, whether it be Leukemia, Animals, Hurricane/Earthquake Survivors or in this case, one of our own. Domie is a beloved member of our fandom and she needs our help. As a member of the fandom, I have donated a new story,
Renovations, for a fundraiser for Domie, who is struggling with debt and seeking care for her son who has moderate to severe autism.
The story,
Renovations, is a complete novella. Below is the summary:
Isabella Swan,
thirty-six, is reeling from her recent divorce from the man she thought she
would be spending her forever, the rest of her life. James Hunter broke her
heart when he told her wanted to end it. He didn’t fight her, giving her all of
the money, all of the furniture and everything else Bella wanted. Her mind and
heart shattered, Bella took all of her belongings and moved to the opposite end
of the country from her ex-husband, close to a dear friend, Esme Cullen. She
purchases a beautiful home, but in badly need of repair and updating.
Esme suggests two
men, Edward Masen, twenty-six, and his business partner, Garrett Keyes,
twenty-seven, for the job. Edward is an up and coming contractor whom Esme had
used for her interior design business. Garrett was a carpenter and headed up
the construction end of the business. Bella contacted the men, knowing that she
was going to hire them. Their website spoke to her. The clean lines and use of
high-end appliances and materials were exactly what she envisioned for her new
home. Little did she know that when both men came to interview, she would be
physically attracted to them as well.
Will these men
renovate Bella’s new home or will the renovations spill over into other aspects
of her life, giving her love life a much needed makeover?
This is my first foray in writing something other than an Edward/Bella story. We have Garrett added into the mix and it's hot. I got quite hot and bothered when I was writing it. But, I can't have a story without a good plot. Yes, the smut and sex (not to mention the picture teasers) are plentiful, but there is a story behind it. It's probably something I will continue...we'll see.
Anyhow, here are the characters and below is a teaser from Renovations.
Bella Swan, an adoption attorney
Edward Masen, contractor
Garrett Keyes, carpenter
The exterior of the house (the impetus for their relationships)
Teaser:
Bella
did enjoy her time helping out Edward, Garrett,
and their crew for those first few weeks of the renovations of her house. With
the guidance of Garrett and Edward, she did work out some of her anger and
aggression during the demolition of her new home. She took great pleasure in
destroying the oyster bathroom. She did have to go to the emergency room for
slicing open her hand, though. Edward took her since Garrett needed to be there
to supervise the demolition.
And a
loopy Bella was a flirty Bella.
“Did
you know you have pretty eyes?” Bella giggled, holding her hand to her chest.
She looked much younger than her thirty-six years. Her brunette hair was
braided over her shoulders, and her porcelain skin was free of any makeup. “They’re
the same shade as the trees surrounding my property. So pretty.”
“Um,
thank you,” Edward chuckled. “Do you want me to take you back to the house or
drive you back to the apartment?”
“Probably
to the apartment,” Bella cooed, leaning her head on Edward’s shoulder. She
threaded her arm through his and sighed contentedly. Her fingers danced along
Edward’s arm and every soft caress went directly to his dick. She gasped
lightly when she saw the ink on his bicep. “You have a tattoo?”
“Yeah.
Garrett and I both got them when we finally started making a profit, not having
to pay back our investors,” Edward chuckled.
“Do you
have any more?” Bella asked, her voice dropping huskily.
“A
couple more, but nothing as big as this one,” Edward answered, his cheeks
becoming pink.
“Mr.
Masen, you’re blushing,” Bella giggled. Leaning forward, he felt her lips
against his ear. “I have two tattoos, too.” Edward gulped, keeping his eyes on
the road. Though his mind was imagining where those tattoos were located on
Bella’s sexy body. “One I got when I was in college with Essie. The other, I
got …”
“Bella?”
Edward murmured after she trailed off. Bella was idly playing with the hem of
his T-shirt. “Is it a tribute?”
“Yeah,”
she whispered.
“I have
one of those, too. On my back. A fallen angel, commemorating my mother,” he
said, taking her good hand in his. “She died from a brain aneurysm when I was in college.”
“I’m so
sorry,” Bella sniffled. She looked at Edward’s strong profile, gathering the
courage to explain her tribute tattoo. “Mine is a pair of angel’s wings, also
on my back. My father passed away after a long battle with cancer. Shortly
after he died, I was told I could never have children due to horrible endometriosis. Even with surgery, it’s unlikely. So, I got the angel’s wings commemorating my
father, watching me from heaven, and any children that …”
“I’m
sorry about your father and about your condition. You would have made an
amazing mother,” Edward said softly, pulling into Escala. She nodded, tears
falling down her cheeks. What started as a playful conversation turned into
something serious. Parking the car, Edward turned and hugged Bella. She melted
against Edward’s strong chest. She pressed her ear just above his steadily
beating heart. He tenderly rubbed his arms along her back, secretly enjoying
feeling her body pressed to his. “If you ever want to talk, other than about
the house, you have my number, Bella.”
“I’d
like that,” she said, her voice stuffy from holding back tears. “I don’t have
very many friends in Seattle yet.”
“Well,
now you do,” Edward said, pulling back. He gave her a crooked grin. “Do you
want help up to the apartment?”
“I
should be fine. I know you have to go back,” Bella said, wiping her eyes with
her good hand.
“I do.
I’m Garrett’s ride back to his apartment,” Edward chuckled. “Do you want me to
pick you up tomorrow?”
“Just
no more destroying things,” Bella laughed. “I do have to go to work next week.
Meet me at eight?”
“How
about I take you out shopping? We still need to pick the countertops for the
kitchen and bathrooms,” Edward smirked.
“You do know how to charm a girl. It’s a date,” she chuckled.
