Gemma
I'm popping bonbons and riding the high of securing the lease on my jewelry boutique off Main Street when I make a Galentine's Day pact with my girlfriends. Fueled by a sugar high and bravado, I promise to step out of my comfort zone and book myself a life-drawing portrait. The thought of wearing nothing but my handmade jewelry and hanging the finished product on my bedroom wall makes me feel strong, sexy, and empowered. All my life, I've let other people define how I see myself but not anymore. Or so I tell myself. Because ... getting naked? In front of a stranger? It's a lot. Especially when the artist turns out to be Bentley Cormack, my one true love and the man who left me behind . . .