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Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Crossroads Promo @Paigematthews_3


Caleb Cross is not your typical front man. His is not the bad boy, partying, love ‘em and leave ‘em persona, although his public image states otherwise. Being the lead singer of the popular rock band, Double Cross, there are a lot of things the fans and the public do not know about Caleb. Sure, he likes to have a little fun now and again, but after a publicity stunt goes wrong, he is determined to shed the ultra-bad boy image.



Katherine "Kat" Summers is not a typical woman. Not a girl who gets star struck or easily impressed, Kat is content with being herself and who she is. When Kat's company is hired by Caleb Cross to rebrand him, she finds herself re-evaluating everything she knows about herself and about her life. Trying to maintain who she is against what she begins to desire, proves to be difficult for her.

 For Caleb, hiring a new publicist to help reshape his image was the easy part. What he didn’t count on was being reunited with the one girl that made him question everything about himself. He’s forced to confront himself once more, in order to learn what he truly wants, and who he truly is.



“This one looks good.” Reese was modeling a ring on her finger. “I think she’ll like it.”

I glanced over and shook my head, “Not big enough.” I turned my attention back to the saleswoman. It had only been a week since she left me and she was still not answering my calls, sending them to voicemail. After leaving about twenty messages, I decided to stop harassing her. Instead, I put my plan into motion. I was relieved that I hadn’t heard anything from Camie in a week and partially relieved that nothing had been leaked to the press about whatever thing she thought she was going to tell them. I refused to put any more money into her account and she wasn’t too pleased.

“Earth to Caleb…” Reese moved her head back and forth attempting to capture my attention.

“Yeah, what’s up?” I asked.

“How about this one?” she asked holding up another solitaire. I walked over to her and in her hand she held a two and half carat, square cut, and platinum set solitaire, lined with diamonds in the band. A simple, yet very elegant look.

“I like that one. It’s her, simple and chic.” I turned to the saleswoman. “I’ll take this one. Add a matching diamond pendant with it.” She simply nodded her head and took off in back. Reese hugged me.

“What was that for?” I asked hugging her back.

“Just because.” She smiled and we broke apart as the attendant returned with my purchases. I handed her my black Amex and paid. Reese grabbed the bag and we left the store.

“I just wish she’d return my calls,” I mumbled as we strolled down Rodeo Dr.

“Give her some time, Caleb. She’ll come around. What do you have planned for when you go back?” She asked as she stopped to window shop.

“I don’t know yet. I figured I had a week or so to figure it out.” Reese nodded and pulled me into a floral shop. “What are we doing here?”

“You’re going to send her flowers.” She said matter of fact.

“Yeah, I don’t think that is a good idea. Won’t that come across cheesy?” I said as Reese moved around the shop looking at the arrangements.

“Nope. Give me your credit card.” Demanding little one she was. I handed her my card and she strolled off to speak with the girl at the counter. I looked at my phone, checking to see if there was anything response from Kat, anything.

Reese returned a few moments later. “What’s the good word?” I asked.

“You have sent a dozen roses every other day for the next two weeks until you return.” I shook my head.

“Are you insane? She’s going to kill me, or refuse to talk to me.”

“Or she won’t. She’ll see your persistence.” Reese walked out of the shop and I followed.

“Or she’ll think I’m stalking her. You do remember what she is like right?” Concern breaking through my voice.

“Calm down, Caleb. I know what I was doing. Let’s get some lunch.” Her hands were on her hips, the sun graced her hair, which was now blond with a chunk of black and a chunk of pink in the front. I nodded and laughed, walking in the direction of our favorite spot. Reese was a spit fire, always has been. I was glad to have her on my side.





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I grew up in a small, idyllic affluent town in the Western part of Connecticut, USA. The town definitely did not match my personality. My high school years were filled with the proverbial teenage fun, although not too much by me. I stayed close to home and pursued my B.A. in English Comparative Literature from a local college and then continued on for my M.A in English Professional Writing. I have always had a love for reading and literature and only furthered that during my studies. During my M.A. studies I decided it was time to challenge myself and work in a field that I have long admired and dreamt off: being a writer. Having entered the lifestyle a few years ago, I write erotica with a preference toward BDSM themes. I enjoy exploring the emotional connection and emotions behind the D/s relationships and why we like what we like.









Cover art done by No Sweat Graphics by Rachel A Olson

2 comments:

  1. I think it's the fact that in real life they would not be my choice.

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  2. mhm idk i thi k i would have to agree with the above comment

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