Hello Jeanne! Thank you so much for visiting Written Butterfly with me today! It’s such a pleasure to chat with you. So tell me…
Q) How did you dream up the dynamics of your characters?
This is book five of a long on-going series. While each book is a standalone and concentrates on one polyamorous triad, at least one character in the book has appeared in one of the previous. In this case, both male characters appeared in book 4 and the female character is the long-lost sister of one of the main male characters in the fourth book as well.
Q) Is this book part of a series? If so, can you tell us about it?
This is the fifth book in the series. The first book was written back in 2009 and published in 2010 and is still one of my bestselling books. All the books in the series are MMF ménages (bisexual romances) and all are interracial romances as well. While the books are all standalones, the characters appear in various books. They are all connected in one way or another.
Q) Can you give a fun or interesting fact about your book?
When I planned this books, I expected Eli (the P.I. of the law firm) to be the dominant in the relationship. While writing it, Grant (Eli’s husband) ended up being the dominant. I wasn’t expecting it. Grant turned out to be very strong. Though, Eli is also strong and they tend to switch it up in the bedroom.
Q) Do you plan all your characters out before you start a story or do they develop as you write?
I’m a pantser. All my characters develop as I write. I discover things about my characters while writing at the same point my readers do when they are reading the story. It’s the secrets that my characters reveal that cause the twists in my books.
Q) What are your upcoming projects?
I have a lot of projects on the table. There will be one more book in this series. And I’m also working on other ongoing series (one is my popular MC romance series) and I just launched a new pen name to concentrate on m/m romance.
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Liv wandered through the living room, her fingers brushing along the edges of the dust-free furniture and the expensive knickknacks. Which probably weren’t knickknacks at all. They were most likely expensive pieces of art. She jerked her hand away. She didn’t need to break anything and certainly couldn’t afford to replace anything, either.
The house was quiet. Not a dog, not a cat, not a pet in sight. No children. Nothing.
It seemed to be a huge house for only two men. Two men who were not only lovers, but were married.
If being a senior associate attorney and a private investigator for Gryff’s firm allowed them to purchase this house, she wondered how big the house was that her brother lived in. After all, he was not only a Super Bowl champion with endorsement deals, he was a partner in a prestigious, well-known law firm.
He’d come a long way from their shitty beginnings. But then, so had she, just not as far and definitely not financially.
She had never lived in a place so nice, so clean, so... not her. She had to remind herself this was only temporary until they got her out of this mess. Or she ended up dead and buried so Randall Dean could keep his secrets.
Eli and Gryff’s reactions to the senator’s name cemented her suspicions and the limited knowledge she had on the politician. He was corrupt and powerful. A scary combination.
While Olivia Holloway was a nobody and no match for someone like him.
She sighed and made her way into the kitchen, which was huge. A chef’s kitchen that any cook would love to have, and she loved to cook. She taught herself when she went out on her own. Since she couldn’t afford to buy meals at restaurants, she scrounged for ingredients and learned to put together somewhat satisfying dishes. Bruised fruits and vegetables. Dented cans. Open boxes. Day old bread. Anything she could get cheaply, or even free, to transform into something she was proud to eat.
Hell, at sixteen and seventeen she ate better than when she lived with her neglectful, alcoholic mother.
One day, she hoped to have a chance to sit down with Trey and learn how he survived and flourished. At least during those tough years, he’d had football. She had nothing. And that’s one reason why she left. If she would’ve encouraged him to come along, he would’ve gave up his future as a football star. He may never had graduated high school, either. Forget college. Forget the NFL.
“Liv,” she heard from across the expansive kitchen. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled the smells of whatever Grant was cooking at the stove.
The man had looked hot in his suit when she saw him earlier in the day at the firm. Now he wore a worn pair of Levi’s, a soft-looking mauve T-shirt, and was barefoot. His glasses were gone, too.
He still looked boiling hot. Too bad he was gay.
And married, she reminded herself.
Eli came into the room, wearing long, loose black shorts, no shirt, and was barefoot, too. From what she could see, a sheen of sweat covered his torso as he leaned into Grant and pressed his mouth to his husband’s ear.
Whatever he whispered made Grant turn his head enough so that their lips met for a quick kiss.
A rush of warmth ran through Liv and she hadn’t expected that reaction. Two men sharing a kiss made her want to squirm and not in a bad way. She hoped they did it again and took it deeper.
Unfortunately, they didn’t.