{"id":3880,"date":"2024-02-24T21:00:00","date_gmt":"2024-02-25T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/?p=3880"},"modified":"2024-02-24T14:16:44","modified_gmt":"2024-02-24T22:16:44","slug":"charity-sunday-quilts-of-valor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nomadauthors.com\/blog\/2024\/02\/24\/charity-sunday-quilts-of-valor\/","title":{"rendered":"Charity Sunday: Quilts of Valor"},"content":{"rendered":"
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How Charity Sunday works: for every comment made on this blog post, I will donate money to the charity named. The same promise is made for every blog site listed in the group–click the Linky Links link at the bottom of this post to see the list of participants and read\/comment on any of them to see a donation go to that blogger’s charity. We’re all different! Thanks for your help and your participation!<\/p>\n\n\n

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This month I would like to honor a relatively new charity, Quilts of Valor<\/a>. Catherine Roberts founded the charity when her son served in Iraq and it started with an actual dream. \u201cThe dream was as vivid as real life. I saw a young man sitting on the side of his bed in the middle of the night, hunched over. The permeating feeling was one of utter despair. I could see his war demons clustered around, dragging him down into an emotional gutter. Then, as if viewing a movie, I saw him in the next scene wrapped in a quilt. His whole demeanor changed from one of despair to one of hope and well-being. The quilt had made this dramatic change. The message of my dream was:  Quilts = Healing.\u201d <\/strong>If, like me, you don\u2019t know a thing about quilting, we can still make a difference in this worthwhile cause. Just make a comment. Thanks!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Not every man is a prince–except to the woman who loves him.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

Blurb:<\/strong>
One evening, in a land far away, a wife spins a story for the amusement of her husband. Like the original tale, this contemporary Cinderella<\/em> is definitely for those who love romance and a HEA. However, she adds a few touches of the erotic. For her husband, you understand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In this tale, Charlotte dreams of her prince, James, but learns about beauty and love from her fairy godfather, Cooper. She might not lose a glass slipper, but her heart is in danger of being left behind. One thing for sure, by the time our Charlotte arrives at the ball, she\u2019d sure like to know which man is her real Prince Charming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Buy link:<\/strong>
Kindle Unlimited https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/dp\/B08R1YSQ8S<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Excerpt:
<\/strong>Charlotte started the engine when they got in. \u201cSo the heater will put out something besides cold air before I get home,\u201d she said, by way of explanation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She seemed to be stalling for time, but Cooper sat patiently waiting. He\u2019d had a long day, but knew instinctively that if he hinted at it she would go home and not tell him what she wanted. And what Cooper wanted, he\u2019d decided after their kiss, was to get to know Charlotte better.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCooper, I want to work on this project with you. It means a lot to me. But I want more of a makeover than you mentioned earlier.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh? What do you have in mind?\u201d He was intrigued now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI have an ulterior motive, but I\u2019m nervous about telling you.\u201d She tapped her fingertips on the steering wheel before speaking softly. \u201cI\u2019m in love.\u201d Cooper sat up, suddenly alert and interested.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWith whom?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She didn\u2019t meet his eyes. \u201cI can\u2019t tell you. He doesn\u2019t know. I want to capture his attention, and you\u2019ve just handed me the means. But I need more than to change how I look, I need to change how I feel, how I act, so he\u2019ll see me the way I want to be. He\u2019s very sophisticated, and I\u2019m just from a little town outside Kansas City. Do you know what I mean? I need a friend to help me. A\u2026 a man friend.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Suddenly, Cooper was worried. \u201cCharlotte, I\u2019m not sure I totally understand what you\u2019re asking. First of all, whoever this guy is, if he\u2019s worth anything he will like you for who you are, right now. You\u2019re a wonderful person, and he should appreciate that without your changing yourself. And second, why do you need a man to help with this? A makeover like I had in mind is one thing, but for something as personal as what you\u2019re talking about, wouldn\u2019t a girlfriend be better? I mean, for what I think you\u2019re talking about. For what I\u2019m afraid<\/em> you\u2019re talking about,\u201d he finished lamely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cA girlfriend can\u2019t help me. I need someone to teach me. About physical things. Like kissing and touching, and\u2026\u201d She looked at him hopefully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSex?\u201d His voice actually squeaked. She smiled and nodded. \u201cYou want to learn about sex<\/em>? For this guy you think you\u2019re in love with?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She sighed and shot him a relieved look. \u201cOh my gosh, I was so scared to tell you but you completely understand. Cooper, you\u2019re such a good friend. It\u2019s strange, but I feel like I\u2019ve known you for years instead of just a couple of days. You\u2019ll help me, won\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It felt hot in the car. Cooper rolled down the window and took deep gulps of air. What could he possibly tell her? God, he liked her himself, he\u2019d be damned if he would groom her for some other man. And he especially<\/em> wouldn\u2019t prepare her sexually for someone else. What in the world was she thinking?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat in the world are you thinking?\u201d he demanded. \u201cYou can\u2019t just walk up to someone and ask them to get you ready for sex with some other person. Are you crazy?\u201d Her face fell and tears welled up in her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, shit, Charlotte, I\u2019m sorry. But you\u2019ve got to stop and think about what you\u2019re asking. I\u2019m talking about getting your hair shaped and you\u2019re talking about getting laid.\u201d He rolled the window back up and adjusted the heater control. Then he turned in his seat and faced her directly. \u201cCharlotte, you\u2019ve never been to bed with a man before, have you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked miserable as she shook her head no.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHey, it\u2019s nothing to be ashamed of. You should be happy that you\u2019ve saved yourself for the man you love, and that\u2019s my point. You should save yourself for the man you love, whoever this guy is.\u201d Cooper felt a sudden sharp stab of jealousy spike through him, followed closely by a wave of lust. If he\u2019d been any less a gentleman, he would have grabbed Charlotte right then and there and shown her what being with a man was all about. But he was<\/em> a gentleman, or was trying to be. \u201cDon\u2019t you think he will want to initiate you into the art of making love?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She seemed to consider this, and when she faced him straight on he saw that she\u2019d discarded the logic of it. At least she didn\u2019t look like she would start crying anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo. You don\u2019t know what I know about this man. He\u2019ll think I\u2019m a country bumpkin if I go to him a virgin. He\u2019s very worldly, far beyond anything I\u2019ve even thought about. Cooper, he knows how to do things, sexual things, that I didn\u2019t even know people did.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cooper became more and more concerned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow do you know all of this about him? Charlotte, I\u2019m worried now. Who is this guy? I want to know\u2014as your friend, I want to know.\u201d She just shook her head. \u201cWell then, I can\u2019t help you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He faced forward, feeling his jaw tense into a tight line as it did whenever he felt stubborn about something. His forehead wrinkled. She reached out her hand and ran the back of her index finger across that line, smoothing it into relaxation. He took her hand in his and held it on his thigh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s James Clarkson,\u201d she whispered. In shock, he snapped his head back toward her. \u201cNow you know why I need help, Cooper. No matter how different I look or act, if I go to him as I am, I\u2019ll be so afraid. He\u2019ll see me for a country mouse and he\u2019ll hate me, laugh at me. Please.\u201d No response. \u201cPlease<\/em>, Cooper.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCharlotte, I can\u2019t do this.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She leaned back in her seat and looked out the windshield herself. Wistfully, she said, \u201cMaybe when you\u2019ve waved that wand of yours, worked your magic and I\u2019m more beautiful\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He blew out a breath. \u201cThat isn\u2019t it, and you know it. I already know you\u2019re beautiful.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Author Dee S. Knight:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

A few years ago, Dee S. Knight began writing, making getting up in the morning fun. During the day, her characters killed people, fell in love, became drunk with power, or sober with responsibility. And they had sex, lots of sex.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After a while, Dee split her personality into thirds. She writes as Anne Krist for sweeter romances, and Jenna Stewart for m\u00e9nage and shifter stories. All three of her personas are found on the Nomad Authors website (www.nomadauthors.com). Fortunately, Dee\u2019s high school sweetheart is the love of her life and husband to all three ladies! On the last Sunday of the month, look for Dee\u2019s Charity Sunday blog posts, where your comment can support a selected charity. Sign up for her newsletter for exclusive access to free novellas, poetry, and stuff.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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