Aja’s New Release Good Old Soul!

Today, it’s my pleasure to welcome Aja Graves to my blog. Aja is here to tell all about her new romance novel. But before that, I asked her why she wrote this book and here’s what she said:

Amina, the heroine came to me and reminded me of me in certain ways. I've always been an old soul, drawn to people older and wiser and growing so much from those interactions. More so than those with people my own age. 

I often dated guys older than me and married a man older than me, though not with the age differences in this story, but I created such a large gap between them to magnify the depth to which they had to go to meet each other.

She had to have an old soul to get him, and he, well he had to appreciate "youthful enthusiasm" to not tire of her. It worked and their chemistry was fun to write.

Blurb:

If I were to tell you I wrote a story about a May/December love affair between music and a saxophone named Her, would you believe me? I didn’t think you would but it’s true. Music has been here since the dawn of time. It’s been the melody of life, unfettered, free, and always waiting for us to-dare I say-tame it and guide it with our voices and with our instruments. The musician may have picked up the sax and breathed air into Her, but it was from the music, the jazz that was created, that love was found and where it grew.

Amina Perrin isn’t looking for love. In fact, she isn’t looking for anything. She’s got her yoga, her massage therapy and the community she serves, keeping her plenty busy. That is until she bumps into a stranger who may change her free-spirited mind.

Gabriel Slade is living the good life. Financially secure, nice condo overlooking the city, and the occasional “drink” with a beautiful woman—he has no intention on getting caught up, especially not with one so much younger than him, but here he is… getting all caught up and picking up a long forgotten saxophone he calls Her.

If you’re opposed to sweltering love scenes between two passionate adults, this book isn’t for you.

To purchase Good Old Soul, click here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0791L7NVX

Excerpt:

Even a couple of weeks later and numerous late night ‘dates’ with Gabe, I was still blown away by what I shared with the man I barely knew, and it had nothing to do with me allowing an almost stranger to touch me and love on me. My parents being free love enthusiasts, where if you want to do it, do it, rid me of any puritan like thinking − but the experience was not what I was expecting.

Even now, while I was stretching and breathing my way through the downward dog asana before heading out for the day, my mind was reeling from those orgasms. They were as intense as he was and that was saying something because from the moment his body entered mine, it was as if his sole intent and desire was to see me be undone. And each time, I had been.

That wasn’t typical for me with my lovers. They usually danced around a little, just enough to make me wet and then they were in and out and I would enjoy it because that’s what I thought sex was for, enjoyment. Until Gabriel, it was like he was telling me sex was to be stretched out and savored. And being with him was quite an experience to savor.

Something to never forget …

But those late nights weren’t just about him sliding inside of me at just the right angle, making me choke out his name. Or about me biting his nipples with just the right pressure that would send him over, there were other things we were sharing. We did a lot of talking in the dark and in the morning before I left to get ready for my day. All of this was on my mind lately.

And so naturally, I carried those thoughts with me to my lunch with Brandon.

Handsome, tall, and a bit mischievous, Brandon was my friend from childhood. And by friend, I mean platonic friends. Besides a few sweet pecks that we shared in the seventh grade where we tested out our attraction and I quickly found out he just didn’t do it for me, though I did do it for him, we decided to keep it strictly platonic and it worked because he had always been my sounding board for confusing male behavior.

We went to all the same schools but rather than follow the free-spirited path like I did out of high school, Brandon continued on to an HBCU in South Carolina where he found out that along with his love of mathematics, which he now uses as a high school math teacher, he had a love for women. His only stipulation for being with a woman was being a coworker.

“I could care less whether we can work on grading papers together. I am not falling into that trap with a woman.”

“It might be convenient, you know, since you also like the convenience of having booty close by.”

He gave me a serious look, one he used on those rare occasions he was trying to make a serious point and then said, “I know you think you have deflected from answering my question, Queen Amina, but you have not. Why are you glowing like a light bulb this afternoon?”

I fiddled with my phone auspiciously to check the time but also to see if I’d received a text from him. I wondered if he even sent texts. Amina, he’s not that old. Or is he? The salt and pepper said that he could be.

“Amina.”

“Uhhh… no particular reason. I kicked up my water intake.”

“Bullshit.”

“How about you focus on your menu. You know she’ll be back to ask you what you want, and you’ll say, ‘I need a little more time.’ And I’ll have to sit here with a growling stomach while you decide on what we already know will be a burger.”

“Smart ass. Okay, I’ll have the burger. Does that make you happy?”

“Immensely.”

“Good. Now tell me what has you glowing.”

“Gabriel. His name is Gabriel.”

“Like the archangel?”

“I guess. I haven’t asked him whom or what he was named after.”

“Maybe you should. But keep going. What’s it about Gabe that has you looking like a ray of sunshine?” He was such a smart ass.

“Everything and nothing. He’s great, his personality, he’s great in bed. We talk and by talk, I mean he talks and he also listens.”

“So why do you seem bothered by that?”

“We barely know each other, and it seems like it’s all happening so fast.”

“Seems simple enough. Slow it down.”

“And how do I do that?”

“Well, strictly from a male point of view, you become less available.”

“So, not taking his calls? Telling him I’m not free when I’m really at home wishing for some of that loving again?”

“Bingo. Just like that.”

I laughed, “Is that what you all do?”

“Hell, yeah. And we make sure we have a few honeys in rotation so that we aren’t sitting at home wishing we could be with you. That’s how the game is played.”

“And why haven’t you shared this godly wisdom with me before?”

“You weren’t ready.”

“Well Brandon, I’ve been out with a handful of guys, including Darryl, which you never warned me against falling for, by the way. Why is that?” Darryl was my last serious relationship and if I were to be honest, my only serious one. I tend to stay away from anything too serious, preferring to keep things light and airy so that I can move on when things go sour, as they inevitably do. But I thought Darryl had potential.

“He was a chump and I knew he would get rid of himself.”

“Not cool, my friend. You could have saved me from heartbreak.”

I waited for some humor-laden smart remark to follow, but it didn’t come so I looked at him. “What?”

“I never knew he broke your heart, baby girl. You never shared that.” His face was so serious as was his voice that the sincerity in his words touched me, threatening to make my eyes water.

“I suppose I should have, but it was the type of thing I didn’t want to talk about. I just wanted to get over it and be done with him.”

“And you are now, right?”

“Hell, yeah. And if I hadn’t been, Gabriel helped me out with that problem.”

“Word? It was like that?”

Just thinking about it made me want to shudder. I resisted the urge to bite my lip.

“You just answered my question.”

“Whatever. Just eat your food.”

© Aja 2018

Author Bio:

Aja is the writer of sensually erotic women’s fiction. Her stories allow readers to experience realistic, inspiring and soulful interactions between her characters and intense passion between couples overcoming life’s challenges.

With two published series of books already, including the Unexpected series penned with Roy Glenn, she is working on several projects including Love’s Required and Good Old Soul, a soulful May/December romance.

Author Links:

Amazon - https://www.amazon.com/Aja/e/B00K30K138/

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