Hard at work on my third novel this month (plus several unexpected situations that threw off my schedule), I needed something quicker for my next blog post. It will be Love is Patient, #3 in the "Love is..." series. Here is a working cover...
And here is a brief synopsis:
What does patience really mean? Must true love always surrender?
Morgan finds out in this third installment of the “Love is…” series, a Christian Romance saga of one woman’s life of many kinds of love. In this engagement period, Morgan and Jason struggle to kindly receive conflicting advice from family. A growing physical relationship jeopardizes their purity. Will Morgan learn what true patience is and how she can show that both in circumstances and towards difficult people?
If you haven't read #2 yet, here is a brief teaser. 😉
SPOILER ALERT! If you don't want to know what happens in #1, don't read any further! :) (You can order it here, so that you can find out for yourself.) 😉
Set in autumn during the holidays, Love Does Not Envy or Boast, #2 in the “Love is…” series, is based on the Bible's definition of true agape love in 1 Corinthians 13 and is the next in the contemporary Christian Romance saga of Morgan Maxwell and Jason Scott. This installment answers these questions for Morgan, now that she has chosen Jason. After enjoying a brief period of euphoria, tension develops.
Morgan, jealous of Jason's new secretary, Cassie, lashes out at Jason. Jason begins boasting about their relationship to his co-workers, which Morgan finds distasteful. Add arguments with both her mom and sister, plus a stagnant relationship with the Lord, and Morgan is plagued by doubts and emptiness.
As they get more serious, will the suspicions and jealousy tear them apart? Will their budding love take root? Or will it wither?
If you like a clean, feel-good, relaxing, and easy read, with character development, realistic relationships, and a Biblical approach, then you’ll love this book! Read Love Does Not Envy or Boast today to discard jealousy and pride and to choose love and forgiveness.
Here is part of the first chapter:
What happened to the ‘good old times,’ when Jason and I first started dating? The sun always shone and the birds continually sang during the entire first month or so. No storm cloud ever pierced the bliss of that short, romantic prologue. I literally would go to sleep with cheeks sore from smiling so much each day.
Every moment was precious. Every conversation felt like it should be recorded for posterity, a masterpiece of poetry. Though no other girl would consider him any cuter than the average guy, my infatuation transformed the average into the extraordinary. To me, every twinkle of Jason’s eyes, every smile on his lips, every move he made displayed his grace and manly splendor.
Even those who didn’t know me well perceived the elation oozing from me.
“Well, someone certainly seems happy today!”
I jumped. “Hmm? Really? Why?”
“Maybe because you’re humming to yourself.”
“Was I? I’m sorry, I didn’t even realize. Was I disturbing you?” Newly transferred to the dictation department the beginning of the week, I barely knew the staff and felt insecure about how much to share with this girl. Candy had so far welcomed me, but I’ve learned not to get too chummy until I know them better.
“Oh, no, you’re not bothering anyone. I’m just curious if there’s a specific reason you’re so happy today?” She gave me a teasing smile. “Maybe a guy is involved?”
Heat warmed my cheeks, and I knew I must have turned scarlet. “I was just thinking about my boyfriend, Jason.”
“Aw, how sweet! Would you like to sit with us at lunch and tell us all about him?”
“Oh, thank you, but I already made plans to eat lunch with him today.”
“He works on campus? This is getting better and better! If I come by your table, will you introduce me to him?”
“Sure, Candy. That’s fine.”
“Great! I can’t wait to meet him!” Candy continued past my cubicle toward the supervisor’s desk.
I hoped having a boyfriend wouldn’t hinder my relationships with my coworkers. They might consider me a snob for not eating lunch with them. I wonder if Jason wouldn’t mind sometimes eating with other people?
When the clock struck noon, everyone quickly hurried to the cafeteria. I followed, trying to catch the surrounding chatter, but I couldn’t focus on just one conversation.
Being on the short side, I peeped around bodies and under arms for Jason, but I didn’t see him outside or already in line. I caught myself. Since when had I become one of those women whose every decision centered on her boyfriend? I frowned at myself and shook my head slightly.
Squaring my shoulders, I briskly swiped my card through the nearest scanner, pushed through the turn styles, and chose the line for one of my favorite meals, Tex Mex. Thankful for the option to build my nachos the way I liked, I licked my lips and anticipated the comfort of a full stomach and an eased stress headache, all from a heaping plate. I layered the tortilla chips, taco meat, shredded cheddar, lettuce, tomatoes, black olives, a tiny dab of onions, and loads of sour cream. My mouth watered, and my stomach rumbled.
I scanned the seating area for Jason again. Maybe he had already saved us a table, but he was nowhere. There was only one seat left at the big, round table with my coworkers. If I took a table by myself, it would surely look like I was snubbing them. I wanted to hide myself from the group. Embarrassed at not knowing most of their names yet, and not seeing anyone wave me over, I darted to a sunny spot at a two-seater window table and sat with my back to the girls.
I bowed my head and thanked the Lord for the food. Even though I relished every bite of my nachos, it wasn’t fun to eat alone when I was expecting to spend time with my brand-new boyfriend.
I glanced over my shoulder at Candy’s table several times. The empty seat was filled now, relieving any guilt I felt. I had eaten all but just a few chips when Jason finally marched over to the table, plopped down his tray, and dropped into the chair across from me, breathing heavily.
“Hi, Morgan! Sorry I’m late. I had a meeting with Dr. Donovan at eleven, and it lasted longer than we expected.”
“Is everything okay?”
“Oh, yeah. He just needed to appraise the new student workers he’s assigned to our production team. He had concerns about getting all of this started without knowing my new secretary.”
“You haven’t heard anything?”
“No, they sent me a couple of substitutes to help with dictation and filing just until they decide. None of them impressed me. Of course, no one can compare to you, Morgan. You were the best ‘personal assistant’ I’ve ever had!”
He gave me a heartwarming smile, the one I had secretly dubbed his “melting smile.” As I gazed into his blue eyes, my worries about my coworkers faded into the happiness of knowing this man liked me, appreciated me, and even admired me. I will never regret taking the job as Jason’s personal assistant.
“Thanks! But you’re just saying that because you’re supposed to, now that we’re dating,” I teased.
If you're interested to learn more about Morgan, Jason, and Tony, click HERE to read the exclusive behind-the-scenes bonus material, including back stories and deleted scenes!