Have I Told You by F.L. Jacob COVER REVEAL

Caston Black has it all, according to the outside world. The owner of the best-selling gentlemen’s magazine, Black Hollywood, has good looks, fame, fortune, and a reputation that proceeds him. He can have any woman he wants, as long as he doesn’t keep them. Caston sets his sights on Sabrina for his next Hollywood Sweetheart. Little does he know he will find the woman to share his life, the one he is meant to keep forever.

  Sabrina Bennett has been in a mentally and physically abusive relationship that has destroyed the beautiful, confident dancer who arrived at college three years ago. She thinks the only good thing left in her life is her abusive boyfriend. Keeping her boyfriend happy is her number one priority, no matter how impossible. She’s been broken and molded into a frightened, unsure girl desperate to be worthy of love. 

  Meeting by chance one evening, sparks fly between Caston and Sabrina. Neither expected the feelings they bring out in each other. Trying to have a normal relationship in their abnormal world is almost impossible, happiness is a new way of life for the lovers. They want to move forward, but the past won’t let go. 

  Can Caston help Sabrina heal from her past abuse? Can Sabrina show Caston he is as strong as he appears to be? When is the price of love too much? What do you do when the biggest threat to the person you love is you? 

I am a mommy of two, wife to an amazing man, and full time employee. Life is crazy and busy! I started writing again for a group of women I met last year. They brought back the passion for writing I haven’t seen since high school. Starting this process was tedious and nerve-wracking, but my amazing ladies and my fabulous husband have inspired me to take my love for writing to the next step.　

I turned the corner I ran right into the back of a man. "Oh, I'm sorry, excuse me," I said.

"No reason to be sorry," he yelled over the music, "it's so crowded in here you are hardly the first person to run into me tonight."

Looking up I was face to face with the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. He had the clearest silver blue eyes, dark black hair that was the perfect length to run your fingers through, and an angular jaw. He was tall and had great hands that were now resting on my arms. He was dressed in dark blue jeans and a white oxford with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His forearms were muscular and he had a leather cuff on his right wrist. I wanted to run my hands along his chest and through his hair. My legs felt weak looking into his eyes. The electrical current that ran through my body when he touched me sent a shiver through my body sending a pool of lust into my thong. I smiled shyly and tried to sneak past him.

"Hey, wait up," he said keeping a light hold on my elbow. He leaned down to my ear. "Can I at least know the name of the only person here who is as sober as I am?"

His breath felt cool on my hot neck and it made me shiver. I have never reacted like that to anyone. My mouth went dry as I thought about how I wanted to turn my head and kiss his delectable lips. Suddenly, I didn’t remember my own name.

"I'll go first," he said holding out his hand and giving me a smile that made me want to pass out. "I'm Caston. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Aubrey," I responded without taking his hand. "I really must go. Nice to meet you, Caston."

I quickly turned to leave before he said anything else. His smile made my insides quiver and I knew had to get out of there before Mark found me talking to another man or I did something I might regret.

I heard Caston return, but I was mesmerized by the night sky. I was pulled out of my trance when I heard a click, click, click. I panicked that the paparazzi had found us until I turned over on my stomach and Caston was standing a few feet behind me with a camera in front of him.

I smiled up at him. “You scared me.”

A few more clicks of me on my stomach with my feet in the air. He dropped the camera to his waist. “I’m sorry, you’re too beautiful and this lighting is amazing tonight.”

He knelt down in front of me taking the wine glass from my hands. Licking his lips he leans in for another kiss. A pool of liquid drips into my panties. Leaning further, he kisses that spot on my neck that makes me shiver. I let out made a soft moan. “Strip for me,” he whispers in my ear.

My breath hitches. I sit back on my heels looking at him. My nipples are pebbled and poking through my thin shirt. I take my hand and remove my ponytail. He picks up his camera and starts snapping away, as I shake my hair out. It falls over my shoulders. I look up at him with hooded eyes and bite my lip. More clicking, but I heard a moan come from behind that camera. I smiled ever so slightly, knowing I was turning him on.