Today, I welcome a very special guest,
Shay MacLean. Shay is one of my writers. We met via Savvy Authors, and she submitted a sweet romantic tale Shooting Stars for the Tramp Stamp line at Keith Publications. Wait until you see how far she’s come with Falling
Star! From a novella with nary a full sex
scene, to a 60,000+ word well-rounded ménage. Oh, baby, Hopefully, you’ll fall
in love with Willa, Schy and Kee as much as I did.
Shay will be giving away a bundled
package of Shooting Stars and Falling Star to one commenter. Contest ends on
Friday, May 18, at midnight EST.
By Shay MacLean
The definition
of bisexuality according to Dictionary.com
is a person sexually responsive to both sexes; ambisexual.
While it can be as simple as being sexually attracted to people of both sexes,
I think the reality of it is more complex for most people. The response can be
emotional and romantic attraction as well. So what happens when you’ve lived
with the belief that you’re married to someone only to have them reveal to you
they’re attracted both sexes?
In some cases,
they may have had relationships with members of the same sex in the past and
have come to the realization that they want to pursue a relationship outside of
your marriage to fill a need within themselves. Occasionally, though it can be
a revelation about themselves they didn’t realize until later in life. How do
you handle a situation where your significant other comes to you and lays their
soul bare hoping that you’ll understand and accept this as a part of them?
I believe the
logical first step is to realize they aren’t saying they want to leave, but for
you to accept them for who they are. With the knowledge that they are also
trying to explain they feel they are able to love more than one person at a
time. Just because they have come out as bisexual doesn’t mean your
relationship is going to end. It merely means there needs to be some more open
and honest communication in your marriage then there is in most in this day and
age.
In Falling Star, Willa is a member of the
former group I mentioned. She knew Schy had been in a relationship with a man
before they met, but she still has to come to terms with her husband’s
sexuality. She goes through just about every possible emotion you can imagine
trying to understand what Schy finds appealing about being with a man and that
he also might love another as much as he loves her.
I hope that in
reading Falling Star you’ll open your
mind and heart if you haven’t already to learn more about bisexuality. Even
more so, I hope you will come to understand how bisexuality wouldn’t
necessarily mean the end of your marriage (if it happens to you), but the
beginning of a new chapter with lots of options to explore.
So what would you say if your significant
other came to you and said they had realized they were bisexual?
Falling Star Blurb:
Willa Brock possesses everything a woman could hope for – great friends, a
rewarding career and a loving husband – until her world begins to crumble.
Almost overnight, she doubts her abilities as a doctor and must battle some
inner demons she thought she’d laid to rest.
Although head over
heels for his wife, Schyler still harbors a desire to be with men. When Willa
confesses an attraction to the hot male nurse, Keenan, Schy goes out of his way
to befriend him, hoping to satisfy his desires and ignite new ones with his wife.
But he may not be able to convince Willa that loving Keenan won’t change how he
feels about her.
Playing the role of
odd-man out, Keenan needs to carve a place for himself with the two people he
wants most; otherwise, he risks losing everything.
Just when it seems
like the sky is falling they must close their eyes and wish upon a star…and
embrace the possibility that combining three hearts will strengthen the love
each holds for the other…
Excerpt:
Chapter
1
The
snick of the bolt sliding into place echoed though the locker room as Willa
scrambled to finish pulling on her T-shirt. Not now. I need to be alone.
She didn’t want to talk to anyone. She needed to forget what happened–at least
for a few moments.
"Where
are you headed?" a masculine voice said.
She
didn’t have to look to see who it was: Kee. His voice had haunted her dreams
for the past two months. And tormented her waking moments as well. He and her
husband, Schy, had become almost inseparable since Kee discovered her deep dark
secret: Her tramp stamp.
In
the last couple of weeks, they’d both started hinting that they wanted all
three of them to be more than just friends. She’d been warming up to the idea.
Until her run-in with Brian, her ex-fiancé. The things he’d revealed splashed
cold water on the idea with the force of a waterfall.
"Did
you know that Schy was involved with a man before he met you?" He’d asked her and she’d told him that
she was fully aware of it, but she’d not been prepared for what he’d asked her
next. "But, did he tell you he wasn’t the one to break it off?"
She
shook her head to rid it of that information. Now was not the time to examine
it and what it might mean. Especially with Kee standing behind her, watching
her every move. "Out of here," she said, the words coming out more
terse than she meant.
"Okay.
I’ll come with you."
Willa
finally looked around her locker door. He stood leaning against the wall near
the door. His long muscled legs crossed at the ankles, his arms crossed over
his chest like he didn’t have a care in the world. "I don’t think so, Kee.
I need to be alone." She pulled her purse out of the locker and shut it
with a resounding bang.
Kee
watched her as she slung her purse over her shoulder.
"The
last thing you need is to be alone, Willa. I’m going to stick to you like glue
until you get home to Schy." He moved to stand in front of the door.
Willa’s
head snapped up at the tone in his voice. "I don’t need a babysitter. I
can make it home all by myself. Now move out of my way. I’m not in the mood for
this shit."
He
straightened to his full six foot height. He would tower over her by a good
five inches taller than her when she stood beside him. "No."
"Okay,
I’ll just call security then and let them come in here and they can escort you
out." She reached into her pocket for her cell phone.
"Schy
was right. You shouldn’t be alone."
Her
fingers froze on the keypad. She looked up at him. "What the hell is that
supposed to mean?"
Kee
dropped his arms to his sides and moved forward, not stopping until mere inches
separated them. "It means exactly what it sounds like. I called Schy after
you refused to let me go with you to talk to that kid’s parents. You’ve been
acting like a robot since you had to call it in the operating room, Willa. It’s
not like you to bottle everything up."
"You
don’t know anything about me, Keenan. You don’t know if I ‘bottle things up’ at
times or not. Now just leave me the hell alone and let me go." She stared
into his eyes. They’d gone from their normal sparkling green like sun dappled
leaves to a deep emerald green. She hated that she knew already that they
always seemed to do that when his emotions about something were strong.
They
were that color a lot whenever he was around her or Schy.
"I’m
afraid I can’t do that. Schy gave me strict instructions not to let you leave
here, alone." He gazed deep into her eyes before adding, "By any
means necessary."
Willa
felt something snap inside. Schy and Kee were both acting like she belonged to
them. Oh, they didn’t realize that she saw the way they stared down every guy
that looked at her whenever they went out somewhere. Or the way they always
seemed to flank her as they walked through a crowded area. This was the last
straw though. She could ignore the subtle stuff, but demanding that she not
leave somewhere without one of them was bullshit.
She’d
had enough.
She
narrowed her eyes on him. "I don’t care what the hell my husband said. I’m
sick and tired of the two of you acting like I’m some sort of possession that
you can pass back and forth. Neither one of you has the right to tell me when I
can and can’t be alone." She pushed past him, her arm brushing against his
as she went. A jolt of awareness shot through her.
She
pushed the feeling away. She was married. She couldn’t have feelings like that
for another man.
Only
for her husband.
She’d
just reached the door when she felt Kee’s hand grab hold of one of her
shoulders. He turned her around.
His
eyes were intense, stormy and wild. He clenched his jaw as though trying to
contain the emotion she saw swirling in their depths, an emotion she’d rather
not contemplate at the moment. "Is that what you believe we think of you
as, Willa? A possession?"
"Isn’t
that what I just said? I don’t think I stuttered." She tried to pull free
of his grip, but only succeeded in making him tighten it.
"That
is so not how either of us sees you," he said, his voice thick and husky
as though he was trying to hold back what he was feeling, but not quite
succeeding.
"Really?
Then tell me how it is that you see me, because from where I’m standing that’s
what it looks like."
"We
see a woman who’s intelligent, vibrant, commanding, and sexy as hell. And we
both just want the chance to hold onto you, even if only for a moment."
Willa
tried again to pull free. "That’s all good and fine, Kee, but have you
forgotten that I’m married to Schy. You shouldn’t be thinking about holding me.
Ever."
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