As the love of her life, Andrew Rodd, is fighting for their relationship, his company is threatened, forcing him to choose between struggling to make things work with Jasmine and staying in Atlanta to uphold his business.
Published: February 5th, 2019
After a traumatic attack, Jasmine Chance recovers from a coma and decides to take on the life she’s always longed for in Paris. While there she encounters a man from her past, causing her to re-evaluate what she truly desires.
As the love of her life, Andrew Rodd, is fighting for their relationship, his company is threatened, forcing him to choose between struggling to make things work with Jasmine and staying in Atlanta to uphold his business.
Will Jasmine find the balance between her passions, companionship, and the future of her business? Will Drew choose to maintain order in his company and remain loyal to his best friend or finally win the love of his life? Only time can tell if this will be their last chance.
EXCERPT
Jasmine
“He’s a nice guy, his name is Andrew Rodd.” The door pushes open, and Drew appears. I walk to his side and he moves closer to the woman that helped raise me. He’s holding a hanging wisteria floral arrangement.
“Grandmother, this is Andrew. I call him Drew.”
He smiles and takes over the greeting. “Hello, Grandmother Carrie.”
Wow, he is claiming her title as if she is his grandmother. She is grinning. “Andrew, are those flowers for me?”
It’s her favorite flower and color.
“Yes, ma’am.” He is a breath of fresh air in her presence. I worried too much about these two meeting. My grandmother is upright, studying Drew.
“Purple is my favorite color. I am sure my baby girl enlightened you that wisteria is my favorite flower.”
He grins. “Yes, ma’am, she did. It’s a flower as full of mystery and beauty as you are.”
“Jasmine, this young man knows about flowers.” She has a smile full of delight growing on her face. “Find a place by the window to set them and you have a seat and stay a week.” The room fills with laughter as the fear of disappointing her rules diminishes.
“Where are you from, young man? It doesn’t sound like my baby girl found you in Paris? You sound like you have done traveling, but not too far off from around my parts? Where are your people from?”
Drew sits in the chair next to me. “I was born and raised in Dallas, Texas, my parents still live here.”
She smacks her lips. “Is that right?”
He smiles looking in my direction. “I met your baby girl in Atlanta.” I believe he is enjoying calling me baby girl the way he emphasizes it.
“Is that right?” Her eyes drift to the top of her head and turns back with a stern eye in my direction. Oh, no this might not be a good remark.
“This is not that guy from high school... hmm? I told my girl not to get involved too fast. Chantal told me everything about that boy. I never met him in person.”
My grandmother is fiddling with her hand. She talks as if I am not present, gaining Drew’s attention. “No, Jasmine didn’t bring him around me. But it seems like he must not have had a tight grip on her heart seeing you are here with her instead of the other.”
I drop my head in my hand and Drew grips my leg. “Perhaps, he was only there to keep her company until she met me.”
Her eyebrows rise. “Andrew, you sound confident over there and I see you touching my granddaughter’s knee.”
About the author:
J. Bliss Influenced by, Maya Angelo, Terry McMillan, and her own mother's prestigious writing, J. Bliss began writing stimulating poetry at the age of thirteen. She dreamt of being an author and never gave up on the passion deep to write that she held within herself.
Her first novel originated from a past radio talk show she was the host of, based on many callers that spoke about having marital problems, most of which stemmed from a lack of intimacy. Drawing from her own experiences and struggles, she felt compelled to write Lovers of Convenience leading to Not by Chance.
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