Thursday, October 2, 2014

I'm Your Man - New Release

I’m Your Man
Joanne Rawson

Book Details: Novella
Genre: Contemporary Chick Lit
Author: Joanne Rawson


Ruth Jones loves her boyfriend Justin. He is handsome, has a killer body, and the sex is awesome. He does have one major fault though. He travels so much with work that she only gets to see him once or twice a week, and that is his reasoning for always wanting to . . . stay in. At first she’s happy that he only wants to be with her, but over time, his habit of jibbing out at the last minute for every family occasion, work function, or any bloody occasion that involves socialising, really does her head in. All she wants, for goodness sake, is for people to get to know her boyfriend. Okay, so she wants them to see she has a hunk of a boyfriend, but is that so wrong?

When Ruth wakes up in a hotel room one morning suffering from a major hangover, she tries to piece the events of the previous night together. Feeling let down by yet another no-show by Justin at a work function, she headed to the bar and ordered a drink. The last thing she remembers is sitting next to an average-looking guy with a nice accent and large hands, and wondering just what those hands could do given half the chance. When the bathroom door opens and Mr. Average walks out, she realises that at the ripe old age of thirty-three, Ruth Jones has experienced her first one-night stand.

A one-night stand that is about to send her world into utter turmoil.


A WAVE OF nausea ascended from the pit of my stomach to my throat, not sure if I was annoyed more with myself for getting so drunk or the recollection of what I had got up to last night. I rolled over, curling myself up in a ball. I am Ruth Jones, for goodness sakes, Recruitment and Training Officer, a respected cog in the company for her hard work and dedication to one of the UK's top high street fashion stores. How many times had I told new young managers that even though they were technically off duty at company social events, eyes would still be watching them? But that was precisely what happened to me. Last night was a work function, in a sense, a big retirement party for the company’s Managing Director.
It was one thing getting shitfaced at the weekend, waking my neighbours at four in the morning trying to get into their apartment with my door key, or giving a taxi driver my address, then waking up twenty miles later and finding myself at my parent’s house, which I’d moved out of fifteen years ago. Maybe, just maybe, my philosophy of life—to work hard, play hard—had gone seriously wrong this time. You see, it started with Justin saying he would meet me at the hotel. An hour before the party, he called uttering his usual pathetic excuse; well actually, this time no excuse at all, just, “Sorry babe, something has come up.” With that he’d hung up and, when I tried to call him back, conveniently his phone was off.
You would think after four months I would have grown accustomed to the sneers of my colleagues as I made my solitary entrance, after guaranteeing Justin would be accompanying me for sure this time. Last night, however, I was well and truly pissed, not only from the amount of wine I had consumed to blot out the pain of being publicly dumped again, but also the humiliating cracks of, “Justin not with you again?” and “I’m beginning to think he’s a figment of your imagination, Ruth.” It was acceptable, to a point, from my family and friends, but from my colleagues, come on, really? So I had no alternative; I left, in shame, and headed for the public bar.
I could remember seating myself at the only vacant stool and ordering a glass of wine. At that point—I had still been coherent then and therefore still able to recall it—the man to my left turned and gave me one of those healthy-teeth smiles that said, “my dentist advised Colgate toothpaste,” and in an accent I knew that was not from London, said, “I hate drinking alone too. May I buy you a drink?”

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About the Author

Joanne Rawson

Joanne Rawson was born and brought up in Derbyshire, England. After leaving college in 1984, she headed off to be an au pair in the Loire Valley, France for one year.

‪Returning back to England, she worked for Derbyshire Education Authority in special education, and then for Derbyshire Social services working with adults with learning and physical difficulties.

‪In 2005, Joanne and her husband decided to give up their hectic lifestyle, after ten years of managing branded restaurants around London's M25, and spend their time in England, Goa, and Malaysia. Now a published author, she writes romantic novels and short stories.

She can be found on her website:

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