March Indulgence: Watching Mia by Olivia Gaines

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Welcome to A Game of Hearts, one of the twelve books in the Indulgences series where twelve authors offer the stories of people who came to Indulgences Resort to live out their fantasy.
It’s not just a beautiful place, but also, as you will find, has magical secrets. Each fantasy will come to life, taking guests on an adventure that could change the rest of their lives.
Although each book is a standalone, I suggest that you start by reading Indulgences, The Prequel so you can meet the staff of Indulgences Resort. You’ll see some of these characters in every story.

Indulgences, The Prequel by Hildie McQueen

Watching Mia
A March Indulgence An Indulgences Novella Book 4
By
Olivia Gaines

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For Franklin Weller and his wife Mia, one weekend at an exclusive private resort would either be the alone time needed to fix their marriage or ruin it.

The weekend getaway becomes complicated when a sexy bartender named Diego enters the scenario and triggers a sideways fantasy. Soon Franklin finds that he is not the only one Watching Mia.

Franklin & Mia’s life will forever be changed after a weekend at Indulgences

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Franklin and Mia have been married for eight years. The way they met and his certainty they were destined to be together has brought them this far. He has kept all his promises to her, all of her dreams he has made come true, except one. Mia wants a baby and they haven’t been able to conceive.

Mia is angry, she wants a child, she has been tested and it’s not her so it must be Franklin. Yet he refuses to be tested to see what they can do. Her anger has put a wedge between them and they fight and are not intimate anymore.

After a rather idiotic argument in public, Franklin receives an invitation to Indulgences, an exclusive resort that specializes in fantasies. Figuring it was their last chance he makes the plans and gives Mia an ultimatum. They fix it or divorce.

They even argued on the island, this scene is one that surprised me a bit. Mainly because I feel he should have done this months ago.

“Franklin, I am at a loss right now. I wanted to be a mother and here I am, forty years old and it is not happening. I have been tested, but you won’t go. You have to understand how I may resent that from you,” she told him.

“Yes, I can see that. However, what you cannot see is that you are under a great deal of stress, pressure, and constraints from your job. Your body knows this. I don’t know why you won’t relax a bit to give your body the cues that it is ready to bring a life into the world. If you were to conceive at this point, you are so full of stress, that the child would be fighting for resources to survive and be healthy,” he told her.

Mia stopped in her tracks. She snatched her hand away from his, folding her arms across her chest in defense. How dare he?

“This, Mia, is why we never have this conversation. Your defensive mechanisms to point fingers and place blame is so strong, that you never look at yourself. You have made my life tense for the last six months by blaming me for your inability to conceive,” he told her. He didn’t want to talk about the egg shells he’d tip-toed across for the past two years.

“How do you know my inability to conceive isn’t your stunted tadpoles?” she asked.

From his pocket he pulled a yellow sheet of paper with loads of numbers. It was signed by his physician as she looked upon the paper. Her mouth opened in disbelief.

“I was tested three months ago. My sperm count is fine, I am healthy and more than capable of giving you a child,” he told her.

Mia had nothing to say. Her toes dug into the sand as a shiver ran down her spine with a new reality. It wasn’t his fault. Franklin was not the reason she wasn’t conceiving. Maybe I am not meant to be a mom.

“Maybe you are meant to be a mother, but you have to slow down first,” he said to her, as if he’d read her mind. “Having a baby is not like getting a new car, Mia. It doesn’t go away. It is there for at least 25 years, wanting, needing, and sucking up resources. It will take both of us to raise it to be a healthy, well-balanced, and productive person. Not just you.”
Gaines, Olivia. Watching Mia: A March Indulgence (An Indulgences Novella Book 4) (Kindle Locations 757-774). Davonshire House Publishing. Kindle Edition.

Now normally things don’t bother me. However, this one struck me as bit weird. I can understand the fantasy of watching your spouse with another man and even her desire to be with another man. BUT, if you are trying to conceive a child, why on earth would you allow unprotected sex in a fantasy.

I didn’t care for the way this played out even though there is a HEA.

3 Purrs for Olivia.

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   Olivia Gaines
As an award-winning, best-selling Amazon author, Olivia loves a good laugh coupled with some steam, mixed in with a man and woman finding their way past the words of “I love you.” An author of contemporary romances, she writes heartwarming stories of blossoming relationships about couples not only falling in love but building a life after the hot sex scene.
When Olivia is not writing, she enjoys quilting, playing Scrabble online against other word lovers and spending time with her family. She is an avid world traveler who writes many of the locations into her stories. Most of the time she can be found sitting quietly with pen and paper plotting more adventures in love.
Olivia lives in Hephzibah, Georgia with her husband, son, grandson and snotty evil cat, Katness Evermean.

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