Rough Edges
Elsa Jacobs
Publication date: April 25, 2024
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Two teenage boys’ shared love for basketball brings their single parents together.
Laura Fields, a spirited head nurse, juggles the demands of her work life and the tough work of single motherhood. Her history with relationships isn’t great. But maybe the secret crush she has on a colleague will be different…
Bennett Keller, a ruggedly handsome supervisor at the local paper factory, sports inked skin that tells a tale of love, loss, and a vow to never love again.
So when their boys become fast friends on the court and off, the parents find themselves seeing a lot of each other. As Laura and Bennett’s lives entwine, they navigate the delicate balance of new love while honoring the memories that shaped them. In Meadows Creek, with its tranquil charm and supportive community, two people find themselves with a second chance at love. But will they take the risk of getting hurt again?
Get ready for a love story with a slam dunk!
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EXCERPT:
I wish I had a booty call on speed dial.
Amanda hummed, her bright pink lips shining in the low light, and her crystal blue eyes narrowed. “Want to go out and find a big dick to satisfy your craving?”
Emily gasped and dramatically fluttered her thick black lashes, but I burst out laughing. My best friend knew me inside and out. It had been years since I had any satisfying manly action. “I would even take a small, skillful one.” I giggled. “Or we could go shopping for something where I can choose the size.”
Amanda snorted. “Last time we went shopping, you bought a toy that made your pussy itch for weeks.”
“I’m cursed,” I breathed.
“You’re not cursed. One-night stands don’t agree with you; you need more. Someone you’ll see often, who can learn every intricate instruction of your body,” Emily said with a finger raised.
“Instruction of my body?” I gritted my teeth. “You make it sound like I’m a complicated spaceship that needs an engineer to operate.”
“You are,” Amanda stated.
“Fuck you, Mandy.”
“I would if I wasn’t married.” She laughed.
I snorted. Amanda and Nicole had had an on-and-off relationship since college. They had tied the knot after a decade of breaking up and reconciling. It was a joyous occasion to witness Amanda finally committing to Nicole after years of being scared to get married.
“Do you think I’m that complicated?”
The question slipped out of my mouth before I sealed my lips. Silence answered me, and damn it be, for shame rose in my gut. I missed having a man the most during those times, my horny times. Since my husband’s death, I hadn’t found a man who brought me to climax.
Not a single one.
Even though I was open and communicative in the bedroom, I seemed to lack something… or had too much of it? I didn’t see myself as hard to please, but maybe I was wrong.
“Babe, it’s not like that,” Amanda responded, but I didn’t believe her.
Shame poured over me like acid rain, and I choked back a sob.
I was complicated.
“Want to go out somewhere new and exciting?” Emily suggested, her radiant smile coating my discomfort with sweetness.
“I heard about a place in Albany called The Sultry Lounge where one might stumble across a DTF gentleman,” Amanda added.
I sighed and weaved my fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp.
I’ll have to go to his place, though. “Okay. Let’s find me some spice for tonight!” I blurted.
Looking at myself in the tiny mirror of my compact, I brushed my hair, put on some glossy lipstick, added a touch of mascara, and smiled. I might be as complicated as a spaceship, but I was a damn fine one. A flirty kiss to my reflection later, we were on our way to The Sultry Lounge.
Author Bio:I’m Elsa Jacobs, an indie author of contemporary romance and romantic suspense/thriller. I write unique love stories with a substantial amount of twists, turns, and spices.Let me tell you how it all started. A few years back, I was battling brutal insomnia that just wouldn’t quit. Nights were a blur of characters and plots swirling around in my head, refusing to let me catch some shut-eye. It was maddening. Writing became my escape hatch—I had to get these stories out of my head.In less than a year, I wrote four drafts, all because I needed an outlet for the chaos that was keeping me up at night. Publishing wasn’t even on my radar; I just needed some peace of mind. But then, something unexpected happened. I sent a chapter to an editor, not really expecting much to come of it.But instead of a brush-off, I found myself teaming up with that editor to bring my first novel to life.It was a game-changer. That’s when I decided to take the plunge and share the rest of my drafts, bit by bit, with the world.My stories might have been born out of sleepless nights, but they’ve become my sanctuary, and I hope they become yours too.Cheers,Elsa.
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