Then there’s what happened with Caleb… I have read this book and then listened to the audiobook. She was strong enough to face her mother and stand by her decisions. I cried at times because Jane was dealing not only with the death of daughter due to an overdose, but also an alcoholic brother and an unexpected bad news.

This is a story of dealing with loss, addiction specifically alcoholism, friendship, and falling in love. Caleb makes her smile and feel alive, but he’s supposed to be on his way to Austin, TX for his music.

She hires Caleb to help clear out her backyard, and a friendship that leads to love forms even though she is 40 and he is only 25. He’s Caleb, a homeless musician, and possibly Jane’s last link to her daughter. It starts with Jane at her daughter Melody’s funeral, where she notices a guy who puts a coin at Melody’s grave. I found that the heroes have big hearts and do want to make something of themselves. My favorites are Jane’s Melody by Ryan Winfield and Juicy by Pepper Pace. These are sexy, talented, misfit, lovable book boyfriends who need the right women to bring them back to themselves, society, and to love. 'retail_price' : '42.50', 'online_price' : '42.50', 'our_price' : '42.50', 'club_price' : '42.50', 'savings_pct' : '0', 'savings_amt' : '0.00', 'club_savings_pct' : '0', 'club_savings_amt' : '0.Despite the influx of so many billionaire, rock star, CEO, SEALs or other successful heroes in romance novels I’ve read, I have some homeless book boyfriends.

Adult content graphic sex, language, violence.', Cracker.' Pepper Pace makes one explore stereotypes as well as similarities, using frank language and humor in this story of self-acceptance. After an altercation, Juicy finds herself rescued by the homeless man that she has thoughtlessly nick-named 'Mr. Juicy has 'issues', having grown into a woman that is filled with anger and a distrust of whites instilled in her by her mother. 'item_description' : 'Juicy Robinson was the color of sweet black licorice, of a charcoal briquette soaked in lighter fluid and no one was going to make her feel like she wasn't the sexiest thing around-not the white people that her mother had taught her to distrust and certainly not the homeless white man that has been watching her from the alley.

Juicy by pepper pace