Guest Post: Expectations – One Knight in Brooklyn a new 1NS by Casea Major
At times, we, as human beings, have high expectations for our lives. It’s good to have goals and reach for the stars, for how else can we see what’s possible. To prepare and plan for the future is a good thing. And to gain something long desired through effort and hard work is satisfying. But sometimes we get our hearts set on something that is not only unrealistic, but will ultimately make us unhappy.
Several years ago when I was still young and single, neither of which I am now, I bought a Mustang convertible. I’d always wanted one, craved one. Of course it had to be the V-8 engine fully-loaded, and I thought it would make me happy. On beautiful days, there was nothing like driving around with the top down. But I never considered the consequences of having that car. The least of which was not the cost of the payment and insurance, not to mention all the speeding tickets. Getting in and out of the damn thing was another issue. And please don’t remind me of the cost of gas.
In truth, what I wanted was the idea of my hair blowing in the breeze and the attention that driving a flirty car brings. And it did not make me happy. Don’t get me wrong. I was glad for the experience of owning it, and there were genuine times of joy in that car. (Hee hee – I will say no more.) But it taught me a valuable lesson — when you drive with the top down, hair gets in your face and the tangles are a bitch to comb out.
This was the idea behind my 1-Night Stand story, One Knight in Brooklyn.
Like me, my heroine, Marianne longs for something she thinks she wants. But her desire isn’t based in reality. It’s based in a fantasy world that doesn’t exist.
Victoria, the mysterious concierge, gives Marianne this piece of advice:
“My grandfather was a mariner, and he always said the Treasure of Cortez would never be found until the one who sought it looked beyond their desire. Many wondrous treasures are often overlooked, Ms. Caldwell, for those that seek them cannot see beyond their own expectations.”
When we have our hearts set on something, it’s hard to look past expectations to see what the results of gaining our desire will bear. To let go of a long held wish is difficult. But I believe, when we’re able to see past those false expectations and let go of them — for the right reasons, we are blessed with something far better. A deeper understanding of ourselves.
Here is an excerpt of One Knight in Brooklyn where Marianne sees Robert her 1NS date for the first time:
She tentatively walked along the forest’s edge down into the rolling hills of the meadow. The high grass tickled her calves, and the smell of clover scented the air. A rustling in the undergrowth of the forest followed by a melodic whistle startled her. She froze.
A man stepped out of the forest clad in tight brown leggings and a blousy ecru tunic. Though the shirt laced in a V-neck, he wore it loose, revealing a patch of hair against tanned skin that stretched over his chest and broad shoulders. She indulged in the masculine treat.
Catching her gaze, he strode toward her with the confidence of a master champion. She quietly gasped, pinned by sapphire eyes sparkling with a sensual promise he could surely make good on. He’d tied a light wool cape at his neck and it casually fell over his shoulder. Short hair framed his head in brown waves, and his freshly-shaven face relaxed in composure.
He smiled, revealing a deep dimple and straight white teeth. Her breath quickened, and her mouth went dry. She wanted him right then. And somehow it didn’t matter where she was as long as he accompanied her.
Perfectly proportioned, he fit her precise specifications. Her gaze flitted to his crotch. Though covered by the tunic, enough of a bulge pressed against the gauzy fabric to assure her of the fulfillment of even that desire. This man wasn’t a knight; he was a god. Strong. Magnificent . . .
And then her paradigm shifted as something unfortunate happened—he spoke.
Blurb: After signing up for a one-night stand through an exclusive matching agency, hopeless romantic Marianne Caldwell is swept away to a medieval land where she hopes to spend the night with a worthy man of honor.
Unsure of how she got from the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas to a castle in the English countryside, Mare finds Robert, whose stunning physique and winning smile immediately convince her he’s the Robin Hood she’s been seeking. But despite his efforts in saving her from a corrupt sheriff, his Jersey Shore accent and coarse ways unravel her romantic visions.
With her fairytale fantasies coming unhinged, Mare must decide if Robert is just a crass car salesman from Brooklyn or the chivalrous knight she’s looking for.
Thanks for stopping by. And my hope is that One Knight in Brooklyn makes you laugh and surpasses all of your expectations.
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