DRAWN TO YOU
A BEYOND THE COVE NOVEL
JACLYN QUINN
M/M ROMANCE
RELEASE
DATE: 11.20.18
BLURB
Leaving his enormous family behind,
native New Yorker, Elijah, decides to move to Brighton Pier for a fresh start.
Being part of a large LGBTQ community and landing his dream job at Inkubus, a
local tattoo shop, is too big of a draw for him to turn down. But just when he
thinks his new life is going perfectly, he finds out his burgeoning
relationship is nothing more than a friends-with-benefits arrangement to the
man he was swiftly falling for. Suddenly, everything that felt so right to him
feels all wrong, and he wonders if New York, with his family, is where he is
meant to be after all.
Jake has worked hard for the life he’s
made for himself in Brighton Pier. His life as a bachelor is pretty set in
stone. Running his own business and spending time with his family and friends
is enough for him, or so he’s convinced himself. Though he’s met a man he cares
for, he’s adamant about keeping his single life as is. He has his reasons for
not wanting to commit to the beautiful man he’s irrevocably drawn to. He just
hopes their friends-with-benefits arrangement will be enough to keep Eli in his
life.
When tragedy strikes, and Jake’s world
is turned upside down, his instincts lead him to lean on the one person who’s
become someone special, despite his best efforts to try and push him away.
Eli—unable to turn Jake away when a loss so great takes the strong man to his
knees—steps selflessly into the void in Jake’s life, regardless of the toll it
takes on him. As both men struggle to deal with their own emotional turmoil,
their lives veering off course, they grow inevitably closer as the days pass.
But even so, they are still left wondering—can two people, drawn together by
tragedy, turn a devastating situation into a fresh start? Or is it too late for
a new beginning?
“Hey.” Jake
shifted from foot to foot in the doorway, but Eli couldn’t find an ounce of fucks
to give that the guy was uncomfortable. Jake took a couple steps inside the
room, no doubt to avoid nosy eyes on him. “About last night—”
“Don’t.”
Eli paused with the cellophane in his hand hovering over the armrest of the
chair. He glanced up at Jake then back down and proceeded to wrap the arm in
the plastic. “I already know what you’re gonna say. I don’t need to hear it
again.”
“I’m not
cut out for that shit, Eli. You know that.” The pleading in Jake’s deep voice
was too much for Eli to handle.
“What I
know is that we were headed for that shit,
whether you’d like to admit it or not. I don’t know what the fuck happened.” He
moved over to the other arm and wrapped it tightly. “Quite frankly, I no longer
give a shit.”
“I’ve
always been honest with you about what this was.” Jake’s anger was rising along
with his voice. No doubt, Ryder could hear everything going on next door, even
over the whir of the machine.
Eli let out
a humorless laugh. “Yeah, keep telling yourself that.” Pulling out some rubber
bands, he wrapped them around his machines then set the tools down on the
covered tray.
“What the
fuck is that supposed to mean?”
Eli looked
back up, holding Jake’s gaze, ignoring the intensity that always sparked
between them. “You can’t even be honest with yourself,” Eli shook his head,
“but it doesn’t matter anymore. I’m done. You can find a fuck buddy someplace
else.” Jake’s jaw ticked in anger, and for once, it didn’t get to Eli. “Now, I
need you to get the hell out of my room, so I can finish setting up before my
first appointment.
“This isn’t
over,” Jake declared before turning to leave.
“That’s exactly what it is,” Eli retorted,
feeling satisfaction as Jake stopped for a brief moment before leaving the
room.
I have been an artist from a very young age.
From drawing cartoon characters and evolving into portraits, making jewelry,
photography, and now writing. I have an amazing support system in my family and
friends and couldn’t be more grateful.
I live in central New Jersey, love summers
at the Jersey Shore, rock music, wine, sexy men, and laughing a lot with my
amazing friends and family. Sunday dinners at my parents’ house are crazy,
hysterical and you can count on a movie quote…or ten…being thrown out. Insults
between siblings is how we show our love for each other!
When I’m not creating, you can find me
reading books from my favorite authors. I’m a hopeless romantic, starving for
passionate characters and always craving that happy ending, whether in reading
or in writing my own books.
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