Got Til It's Gone by Shonell Bacon
July 15th 2008 22:01
GOT TIL ITS GONE DATE OF PUBLICATION: JULY 2008
(Womens Fiction/Romance)
(Womens Fiction/Romance)
Rochelle is a beautiful sistah with a lot going for her: a great job, great family, great friends, and Will, her boyfriend that she adores more than anything. The problem? Lately, Will has been distant, spending more time at work and with his female friends problems than with her. When Will breaks one too many promises, Rochelle tells him off, goes to the club with her girlfriends, and attempts to forget her troubles with good friends, food, and dancing. When Will shows up while Rochelles in the arms of another man, the pair gets ready for their ultimate showdown. Will Rochelle be the victor in love? Or will Will learn that he doesnt know what he Got Til Its Gone?
EXCERPT
Rochelle turned back to the mirror. She couldnt even remember what possessed her to cut off all her hair and get twisties. But a month ago, she went to her favorite beauty shop, From Naps 2 Glory, and told them to chop it...chop it down to two inches at the most...and twist it. Ever since, she had been sporting her new look, and much to her surprise, the men were still trying to get to her. With her short, funky do, her caramel-kissed skin, 56 slim figure, perky breasts, sistah booty, runners calves, and her sweet disposition, it wasnt hard to figure out why the men kept trying to get her number.
But she wasnt interested in MEN...just Will. Will Jones. She had been dating that gorgeous piece of man for almost a year now, and was ready for the big C...and men know what that is cause they go running every time they hear it. Will appeared to be the type of man sistahs complained were in short supply. He was good-looking, with his honey complexion, big brown eyes, and a smile that could light a thousand dark nights. He had a good job, loved his mother, and all his friendsmostly women, much to Rochelles chagrinthought he was just the living end.
Rochelle was definitely thanking her lucky stars for meeting Will at the library of all places. They were both trying to reach for the last copy of Eric Jerome Dickeys latest book, and Will, being the gentleman, let Rochelle take it. Since then, they had been each others constant companion, going to movies, restaurants, clubs, sitting at home watching videos, cooking dinner for each othereverything that couples did.
Recently, however, Will hadnt been around. Almost a month to the day it had been since Rochelle had a decent amount of couple time with Will. Coincidently, that was about the time she chopped off her hair. Sure, Wills excuses could be legit; after all, his job was becoming more demanding, and he had personal issues to deal with, but Rochelles thought always came back to, Whats that gotta do with me?
Rochelle snapped from her thoughts when Monica snuck up behind her and wrapped her arms around Rochelles waist. She smiled. She, Monica, and Audrey had been friends since the womb, having been born only about a week apart from one another. To look at them, you would have sworn they were triplets. They all had the same traits, minus Monicas more voluptuous figure, and Audreys more diminutive figure, which placed Rochelle right between them figure wise, and oddly enough, personality wise, too. She wasnt flamboyant like Monica or as quiet as Audrey.
If its the last thing I do tonight, Monica said, Im going to hook you up with a dude.
I already have a dude, thank you very much, Rochelle said, slipping from Monicas embrace and dropping down onto her queen-sized bed, beside Audrey. His name is Will.
And where is he? Monica asked. I mean for real, girl. If my man had been giving me the cold shoulder for a month, he would be getting the cold shaft indefinitely.
It has been ridiculous, Ro. Audrey sighed. So, what was his excuse this time for not coming to the club with us?
He didnt give one because hes still coming.
Monica laughed. Girl, in about two seconds hes going to be calling here, telling you another sob story...just watch.
As if Monica had it timed, the phone rang.
Watch is all she said.
Rochelle stilled her anxiety long enough to reach over to her nightstand and pick up the cordless phone.
Hello? she answered.
Hey, its me. It was Will. Just the sound of his voice alerted Rochelle that he wasnt coming, and instantly her defenses came up, irritation etched all over her face.
Its obvious Wills in the doghouse, but will Rochelle leave him there, or will the pair finally get down to the heart of the matter and strengthen their relationship?
This e-story by Shonell Bacon can be purchased via (Lady Leo Publishing)!
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its only $1.95 enjoy it as a guilty lunchtime pleasure.
Once you read it, go check her out and let her know what you think! She'll post your comments!
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... however, since it also contains the answer I need... I'll give it the benefit of the doubt and simply say ... thanks.
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Great reminder that with "great power comes great responsibility"
Keep up the great posts.
Peace,
Dee