Crashed Out (Made in Jersey Series #1)

Crashed Out (Made in Jersey Series #1)

by Tessa Bailey

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Jasmine Taveras is the reason Sarge Purcell grabbed his six-string and bailed the hell out of New Jersey four years ago. She's the fuel for every song he's ever written-each one laced with bitter, hard-edged, hungry lust. Now, with his hugely successful band on temporary hiatus, Sarge is determined to prove to Jasmine that he's turned into every inch the man she's always needed...

Men are slim pickings for a single factory girl in Hook, New Jersey...until tall, broad-shouldered hotness walks—or rather storms—into Jasmine's life. Sarge's return shouldn't affect her this way. He's her best friend's much younger brother, and the kind of rough, gritty, sexiness Jasmine has no right to taste for herself. Even if he lets her.

But lust is a blinding, insatiable force. And when it crashes, it will take both Sarge and Jasmine down with it...

Each book in the Made in Jersey series is STANDALONE:
* Crashed Out
* Thrown Down
* Worked Up
* Wound Tight

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781633754461
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Publication date: 12/07/2015
Series: Made in Jersey Series , #1
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 229
Sales rank: 61,180
File size: 2 MB

About the Author

Tessa Bailey is originally from Carlsbad, California. The day after high school graduation, she packed her yearbook, ripped jeans and laptop, driving cross-country to New York City in under four days. Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four walls, she met her husband, best friend and discovered the magic of classic rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College and the English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted attempts to enter the work force as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued to demand her attention. She now lives in Brooklyn, New York with her husband of seven years and three-year-old daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in love.

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Crashed Out

A Made in Jersey Novel

By Tessa Bailey, Heather Howland

Entangled Publishing, LLC

Copyright © 2015 Tessa Bailey
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-63375-446-1


A series of knots tangled in Sarge Purcell's stomach as his best friend and band manager, James, slowed his sixty-nine Mustang to a stop outside the familiar redbrick house. Damn, it looked smaller than the childhood home in his memory. Had his family really managed to fit inside those walls comfortably? Still, it was bigger than the impersonal motel and hotel rooms he'd been crashing in for the better part of four years. There might even be a home-cooked meal with his name on it, if he played his cards right.

Sarge put a hand out for James to shake. "I guess this is the end of the road, pal of mine. Try not to get emotional."

The always-stoic James didn't even glance in his direction. "I'm crying on the inside."

"Right." Sarge shook his head, well used to James's dry sense of humor after touring twenty-nine countries with their band Old News. Neither he nor James had anticipated staying together quite so long, both of them the epitome of a loner, but they'd ridden the wave created by Sarge's first single when he'd been fresh out of high school. James had discovered Sarge at an open-mic night, put him together with a drummer and bass player, then prayed for magic.

Crazy enough, it had worked.

An independent record label contract and five studio albums later, however, Old News was ready for a break. Not a break up, just a much-needed breather. With an important upcoming decision to make concerning the band's future, they were each taking some time to think. No better time than Christmas.

Which is what landed him on his sister's doorstep unannounced with a patched-up duffel bag, his guitar, an amp, and four years' worth of blown-off holidays, rushed phone calls, and all-out shitty brothering to explain.

James hit him with a long-suffering sigh from the driver's seat. "You didn't tell her you were coming, did you?"

"No, but it was strategic." Sarge adjusted the rearview mirror to point in his direction. "She's less likely to tell me to fuck off when she can see this face."

"Your face has been on the cover of a hundred magazines. Everyone is sick of it, including me."

"Yeah." A weight pressed down on Sarge's chest. "I'm kind of sick of it, too."

The two men exchanged a rare, serious glance, but looked away just as fast.

"Get out of my car." James revved the car's engine. "I'm staying in Manhattan at the Standard hotel if you need anything. Try not to, please."

Although Sarge was grateful to his manager for not pushing him to elaborate on his cryptic statement, he couldn't resist giving him a hard time. "Funny, I don't remember you saying the same thing to Lita," Sarge said, referring to Old News's female drummer and renowned troublemaker. "In fact, isn't she staying at the Standard, too? What an odd coincidence."


Laughing to himself, Sarge pushed open the door and climbed out before removing his gear from the trunk. When it was lined up on the curb, he leaned down into the passenger-side window and rapped his knuckles on the door. "Maybe if you stopped bailing Lita out, she'd stop wreaking havoc wherever she goes."

A muscle ticked in James's jaw. "If you make a decision about the contract over the holiday, you know where to reach me. Don't wait too long. Record labels aren't known for their patience."

"Yeah. Neither are you," Sarge said, straightening. "Believe me, the contract ... and everything that comes with it will be on my mind, all right? In the meantime, don't miss me too much, J."

As soon as the Mustang turned the block's corner, Sarge faced the house and let his grinning smoke screen drop. One good thing about being back in Hook, New Jersey? No one found it unusual if you looked miserable. Hell, the town's unofficial motto was, "No one escapes the Hook ... might as well give up now." That sentiment had never felt truer than it did as he stared at the two-story colonial. At eighteen, he'd blown out of the godforsaken factory town not caring if he ever returned.

A broken heart and wounded pride could make a man do crazy things.

Even now, the woman responsible could be inside with his sister, drinking wine after a long day of work at their assembly-line jobs. She might be discussing her latest love interest, the way she'd done countless times while he listened from the next room. So. Many. Times. The hearing — the knowing — hadn't even been the worst part, though. Oh no. That had come when he finally entered the room and she ruffled his hair. Completely unaware of the jealousy storming inside him like a hurricane bent on destruction. Without a clue that he thought about her every minute of the day, even when she wasn't babysitting him.

Jasmine Taveras. His lifelong obsession and curse.

Did he want her to be inside? Hell yeah. Because four years away should have gotten Jasmine out of his system. That's what he'd intended when he'd bought a one-way ticket to Los Angeles after graduating from Hook High. Forgetting her. Now, however, when faced with the prospect of meeting her face-to-face, the traitorous organ within his rib cage had already found a rapid baseline, which increased in pace the more he allowed her image to surface. Jesus H. Christ. As a teenager, whenever she was breathing in his vicinity, every fiber of his biology would stretch, begging to wrap around her and harden into cement so she could never escape. He'd been too young to cope with those rushes of hormones then, but that damn sure shouldn't be the case now.

But it was. She was the reason he'd picked up a guitar freshman year of high school, wanting to be the background to that voice. Wanting to support it, enhance it, be a part of it any way he could.

Not that he'd ever told anyone. When asked by journalists, talk show hosts, or online music blogs, his answer was always the same patented mistruth. It seemed like an easy way to get girls. If he closed his eyes, he could see the way her lips had curled on each end the first time he'd played a string of notes on his busted Gibson. He'd played every day since, never failing to see her mouth during that first strum.

Enough. With a curse, Sarge snatched up his guitar case in one hand, the amp in the other, and climbed the creaking wooden stairs leading to his childhood home. His parents had transferred the deed to his sister, before retiring and moving to Florida, knowing she could use the space for raising her now-three-year-old daughter. The niece Sarge had never met in person, thanks to a demanding tour schedule.

Damn. Starting now, he had a shit-ton of making up to do, didn't he? With a bracing breath, Sarge lifted his fist to knock on the door, but it swung open before he got the chance. The guitar case slipped from Sarge's fingers, landing with a thud on the hollow porch. "River?"

Across the threshold, someone who resembled his sister gazed back at him, looking baffled. Baffled and exhausted, to be more accurate. And no — it was his sister. But she'd stopped dyeing her hair blond, bringing it back to woodsy brown, along with lopping off the long, bouncy ponytail that had always been her trademark. He could count on one hand the times he'd seen River without makeup since she'd hit middle school, but she didn't have an ounce of it on now. Even worse, her eyes were puffy, as if she'd been crying.

Guilt smacked Sarge in the face like a metal mallet. This wasn't a bad day she was dealing with. This was more. And he'd been completely absent. Four years' worth of absent. "Riv," he prompted. "Hey. You all right?"

A sharp, pained laugh stumbled past her lips. "Yeah. Yeah, I just — you've changed so much. I've seen you in magazines and on talk shows, but I thought it was just the cameras making you seem larger than life. I-I didn't realize you could grow so much after eighteen —" When she noticed the luggage at his feet, she cut herself off. "Wait. What are you doing here?"

Pretty much feeling like a tool. Showing up without any forewarning had felt fine ten minutes ago. It was a house with five bedrooms; surely there was a spare corner to crash. Family is family and all that. Now? His unexpected arrival on his obviously harried sister's doorstep seemed on par with puppy trafficking. "I ... huh." He scratched his stubbled chin. "The band is taking some time off. I wanted to see you and meet my niece. A plan that sounded way better in my head. Are you okay? You don't seem okay."

River's eyes widened a little ... and filled with tears. Without warning, she launched herself at Sarge, throwing her arms around his neck. He barely had a chance to fold her too-skinny form in a hug before she pushed away and stepped backward into the house. "Um." She turned in a circle, as if looking for a tissue, before giving up and falling sideways against the doorjamb. "It's good to see you. The band ... I still have the SNL performance saved in my recordings. You were amazing ... I knew you would be."

The fact that she hadn't answered his question of are you okay? alarmed him even more. "Yeah. Thanks —"

"And I know, I know you've been sending the money every month and I'm so grateful. You have no idea —"

"Come on, Riv. Don't even mention it —"

"— but Marcy has been asking about her father." She lifted stiff fingers to her temple and rubbed with a jerky motion. "She's been asking why all the kids at school have a man at their house and she doesn't. And I can't let you stay. I can't confuse her or see her feelings get hurt when you leave, okay? I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."

A sharp object wedged just beneath his Adam's apple, then dug in a little further. What the hell had happened while he was on the road? Why hadn't his parents told him River needed more than the monthly check he'd been sending? "Of course. No ... I'm an asshole for not thinking about how Marcy would react." Sarge picked up his guitar case, but made no move to leave. In a flash, it became obvious that he wouldn't be leaving Hook for a while. Not until whatever was broken with his sister was fixed. "Just tell me what you need. I'll make sure you get it."

River opened her mouth and closed it again before taking a long breath. "Look. I'm going to call Jasmine. She's got an empty room at her place and I know she wouldn't mind you using it."

There were only so many shocks to the system a man could take — and that one nearly knocked him out of commission. Staying in the same house as Jasmine. Seeing her, smelling her, hearing her? Everything he'd shoved down into a duct-taped box in his gut would fight its way free. He'd never be able to wrestle it back in. "No. No, don't bother. I'll find the closest motel."

River scoffed. "Yeah, I'm so not letting that happen. You think I'd let you stay in a motel this close to friends and family? No way."

"Listen. I'll figure something out," Sarge said with finality, glimpsing a pair of tiny neon-pink tennis shoes behind his sister, where they'd been tossed haphazardly on the stairs. "Can I ... meet Marcy, at least?"

"Yes. Of course." Misery lurking in her expression, River reached out and squeezed his arm. "Come back Thursday night? Around dinnertime?"

"You know it."

Sensing River wouldn't like shutting the door in his face, Sarge threw her a reassuring wink and turned to head down the stairs. Laid out in front of him, the residential block where he'd spent his youth seemed unfamiliar — like a crude depiction of hazy memories penciled out by a sketch artist. The sidewalks were broken up by tree roots, the telephone lines sagging under the weight of tied-together sneakers. There was a basketball hoop in every driveway, but no kids made use of them. It was quiet, except for traffic passing on the avenue, the occasional honk or greeting being yelled through a car window.

It wasn't the first time in his life he didn't know where he was headed. But it was the first time he knew he couldn't go back. To anything. To anywhere.

"What's your next move, Purcell?" he muttered under his breath.

Two blocks down, he could just make out the neon beer sign in the window of Hook's local dive bar, the Third Shift.

His feet were moving before a conscious decision had been made.

Yep. Times like these, a man went out and got shit-faced.


When it came to men, it was slim-ass pickings in Hook, New Jersey.

Lack of selection had to be responsible for Jasmine wearing her best dress within the Third Shift's decaying, smoke-stained walls. Seriously. The ramshackle joint was seconds from falling down around their ears — why didn't anyone looked concerned? Probably because each and every patron was half past wasted, shouting to be heard over a played-out Bruce Springsteen CD that always skipped on "Born to Run." Her date — if one could give him such a legitimate title — was the loudest of the local dimwits, sloshing beer over his meaty paw as he expounded on his theories concerning factory politics. She'd heard it all before. Many times. God knew she loved a working- class hero. After all, she happened to be one herself.

But ... carajo! Sometimes she just wished they would stop complaining about life's unfairness and shut the fuck up.

If forgetting about her sweaty daily grind on the assembly line wasn't the point of going on a date with one of these dudes, what was? She'd put on a dress and lipstick to remind herself she was a woman, not just a cog in a machine. Or the outspoken coworker who was always nominated to speak on everyone's behalf to the boss man. There had been a time when she'd wanted more. Much more. Life didn't always work out the way you expected, though, and she'd learned to be content. Mostly. When she didn't think too hard about what might have been. Lofty ambitions were no longer part of her psyche, but a decent date once in a while wasn't a lot to ask.

The night had started off pretty standard. Her date, Carmine, had driven them in his pickup to an Italian restaurant in Montclair — white tablecloths, the whole nine yards. And okay, fine, he'd yapped for forty-five minutes about his idea for novelty bumper stickers that say Mechanics Have Big Tools, but she'd entertained herself with three glasses of red wine. This was her second date with Carmine, although the first had been months ago after which she'd told him, do better next time. It seemed as if he'd taken her directive to heart. She'd even considered kissing his sorry ass good-night. Then he'd gone and done it. He'd pulled up outside the Third Shift, "just for a nightcap."

What was it about the men in this town and the Third Shift? They didn't consider their day complete until they'd added their unique man scent to the mélange of questionable odors. Now he was doing this thing. This "reach over and massage her neck while yukking it up with his boys" thing. The kind of move you pull on a long-suffering girlfriend, and she was far from that to Carmine.

When Jasmine's cell phone buzzed inside her clutch purse and she saw River's name come up, concern replaced her irritation. It was just past bedtime for Marcy. If River was calling her, something was up.

Jasmine pressed the phone to her ear and edged away from the group of men. "Hey, Riv. Everything okay?"

"Yeah. Kind of? I don't know." A long pause. "My brother just showed up on my doorstep. Out of nowhere."

"You're kidding. Sarge?"

"The one and only."

A smile sprang unbidden to Jasmine's lips. She'd always had a soft spot for the kid. Forever pressed up in the corner of the Purcell family's living room, hair across one eye, playing that beat-up guitar. So quiet and thoughtful all the damn time. His steady intensity would have unnerved her on a guy so young — seven years her junior, if she recalled correctly — if he hadn't displayed on countless occasions what a massive heart was hiding underneath all those Judas Priest T-shirts. One afternoon, during the hottest summer she could remember, Jasmine had caught him leaving a plastic bag on his elderly neighbor's porch. Having assumed he was doorbell-ditching like most boys his age, she'd started to read him the riot act, until she'd seen what was inside. About a dozen old VHS tapes.


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Crashed Out 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 32 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
## EXTRAORDINARY. I loved this from beginning to end. Normally I do not buy books about musicians because I hate reading about all the women they nail. It's always ridiculously overdone and it's just not believable that said "hero" could be faithful to one woman. HOWEVER, I bought this one solely because Tessa Bailey wrote it. Boy, am I glad I did. It is truly a gem. There are no groupie exes in the book trying to sabotage their relationship. THAT was refreshing. Awesome read with a perfect ending. Thank you Tessa.
TheLustyLiterate More than 1 year ago
4 Stars | Hot Steam Deliciously dirty, intensely raw, angsty and so damn hot you’ll need a blizzard to cool off, Tessa Bailey’s latest intoxicating novel delivers an entirely new level of naughty just in time for the holidays. From page one, Jasmine & Sarge’s risqué and wonderfully romantic affair consumed and enraptured me, turning me on and on—never releasing its exquisite hold on my heart and racing hormones until its tender and entirely satisfying conclusion. Sparkling and sensual, Jasmine is an alluring heroine whose affable personality and sympathetically stalled present circumstances swiftly endeared her to me. Her love life is subpar, her spirit diminished and her aspirations all but forgotten. I longed for her happiness and couldn’t wait for her to collide with this season’s finest and filthiest rock star fantasy, Sarge. That heaven-sent stallion is just what Jasmine needs to rattle her passionless cage and set her free. He’s a little wild, unpredictable, insanely sexy and in possession of New Jersey’s crudest mouth that whispers and shouts unfiltered and wicked promises so fabulously raunchy and forbidden you’ll combust with desire and beg for more. His enviable and impressive bedroom skills elevate to legendary and incendiary when fueled by his obsessive and insatiable hunger for Jasmine. His complete focus on her, his ravenous reverence, his unwavering devotion and his relentless hands-all-over worship of her mind, body and soul… Mercy! Jasmine is the luckiest lady in the universe! I simply loved this must-read boudoir burner of a series starter and absolutely can not wait for the second Made in Jersey novel, THROWN DOWN to release this spring! I predict that River and Vaughn’s turbulent history is going to make for one unforgettably torrid reunion—one that I just can’t miss! Bottom Line: Read This Book! Complimentary copy provided in exchange for an honest review.
DorisB More than 1 year ago
I love the twist in this that it is a best girlfriend’s younger brother. Jasmine being seven years older never really saw the boy she babysat as being anything other than her best friend’s little brother but oh, how things have changed. Jasmine never made it out of her hometown after being rejected in the music business so now she works alongside her friend in a factory. Sarge did make it out in a big way he pursued his dream of music and succeeded in a big way. He was lead singer/guitarist in a rock band who happened to be on break before their next big step up in the rock world. Sarge headed home to see his three year old niece he never saw and to finally go after Jasmine and show her that he wasn’t that little brother anymore. I liked the chemistry between Sarge and Jasmine and Sarge finally bringing it to Jasmine’s attention that many of the songs that were hits were about her. She was the women of his dreams and always had been. Now was his chance to show her that he had “grown” in so many ways.
Lorizen More than 1 year ago
Holy Hotness, this book is melt your socks, panties and will have you clenching your thighs. I love Tessa Bailey. What a fantastic story! We're introduced to Sarge who is River's brother and his sisters best friend, Jasmine. Sarge is younger than the two and has always crushed on Jasmine. Sarge has come home for the holidays while his band takes a much needed break and he can't stay with his sister, so River volunteers Jas. Jas has an extra room. This is perfect for Sarge, yet a challenge while the relationship between he and Jas changes. Each think the other is too young and too old. Jasmine had her dreams too, her voice, wanting out of Hook once and for all only to be rejected. Sarge made it out. Jas and River work at the local factory on the assembly line and it's a fate most of this small town accepts. It seems no one ever escapes living in Hook. Jas has a boatload of reasons why she and Sarge wouldn't work, Sarge negates all of them. Her main concern seemingly is their age difference. Her resignation being consigned to living in that town and working that job had all the feels. Sarge made me knees weak, the guy has it all in spades. Sarge also has to decide if he wants to pursue another record contract, which puts him back in the studio and on tour again. He's not sure he wants to do that. He's the song writer in the band and all his songs are about Jas. She doesn't know it, but she does find out in the best of ways. The chemistry between these two in flammable and amazing. So well written, as always by Ms Bailey. Great story, solid plot, characters are over the top and it's an absolute must read. Christmas has come to Hook and something has to give between Jas and Sarge. I absolutely loved this book. No idea how I missed this one, but I'm so glad it landed on my list!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Sarge was dreamy. Love him
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Perfect if you are 17+, but have the mentality of a twelve year old girl.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved Sarge and his honesty and passion!!!! Lots of sex scenes. Highly Recommend!!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
So good!! Loved this story so much!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great story - Sarge OMG!!!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love this story. Jasmine and sarge were great characters and cant wait to read rivers story.
2kasmom More than 1 year ago
Jasmine used to babysit Sarge. He grew up knowing he wanted a future with her. A fantasy that never had a chance of coming true. Sarge has come back to his hometown all grown up. He realizes what he has missed out on. He regrets waiting so long to come back. Only he could not have made himself come sooner. Jasmine sees the grownup version of Sarge as a threat to her health. He is so hot that he causes a heatwave whenever he is near. Can she resist the man he has become? I found myself so anxious to get to the end of the story. This book has characters that just move you to feel so many things. I cannot wait to read the next book in the series. What a hot and fun book! ***This ARC copy was given by Netgalley and its publisher in exchange for an honest review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Real reader It had way to much on the sex scenes. But besids that a pretty good book. Will put it on my waitng for next one shelf.
starznstripes24 More than 1 year ago
Sarge is home again after being on the road with his music career for the past few years. He's been in love with Jasmine since he was a boy. The problem - Jasmine's is older sister's BFF and actually used to babysit Sarge. I loved the way this story unfolded. Jasmine's really the one with most of the hang ups - trying to fight her attraction because of the 8 year age gap and the worrying about her friendship. Sarge has got a bit of a dirty mind and a beautifully filthy mouth that threatens to melt Jasmine at every turn. This was a read that I thoroughly enjoyed. It was a pleasure to watch the struggles between not only them as a possible couple but also opening up and sharing their feelings, fears and dreams. Tessa didn't disappoint and only made me love her work more. Do yourself a favor and click this one. I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is hot hot HOT!! If you like dirty talking rock stars then this book is for you. Loved it.
beckymmoe More than 1 year ago
I really wasn't crazy about this one, and it makes me kind of sad. I wanted to like Crashed Out--I was sure I would!--but it just First of all, it wasn't terribly realistic that Sarge's sister wouldn't let him crash at her place for the holidays. I'm totally sympathetic about the single mom whose young child is starting to question why her home life is different from her peers, but this is her uncle. Yeah, he totally should have come visit his sister way before then, no question, but to say he couldn't stay there because it would confuse the little girl? Uh, what? He's family. It felt like it was nothing more than an awkwardly convenient way to get him into Jasmine's spare room. Sarge has been fantasizing about Jasmine for ten years, but she's only ever seen him as her best friend's little brother. She babysat him. Seeing him as an oh-so-grown-up man capable of extremely adult relationships? It's understandably going to take some time. She's going to need to adjust her whole mindset, and though we do see her struggle with it, it didn't feel like enough. Sarge had her jumping into way too much, way to soon. The scene in her car that first morning before she went to work? Kinda made me cringe. Sarge's dirty talking, which usually I'm all in favor of, was distracting. "Working my d*ck like a g*d*mn stripper pole"? Nope,didn't work for me. At all. By the end, I was (gasp!) skipping the sex scenes just to get to the resolution quicker. And I never do that. Ever. Sigh... I'm still looking forward to the rest of the series, even though this one didn't work for me. I need to find out what's going on with Sarge's sister and her ex, and the manager and the band's drummer? That's a story I must read. I'm sure Crashed Out's just a one-off. Rating: 2 1/2 stars/ C I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.
TheSassyBookster More than 1 year ago
I'm not really a fan of rock-star romances, but the older woman/younger man angle of this story was what hooked me. Plus, it's Tessa Bailey. Need I say more? Sarge Purcell left his small, dead-end New Jersey town behind in his quest for success and channeled his hunger for an unattainable woman into the lyrics that have earned him and his band accolades, but after years away from home, he's returning to reconnect with his family and finally make the woman he's always wanted see him as a man. Jasmine Taveras expected that a music career would be her one-way ticket out of Hook, New Jersey but things didn't work out as expected and she's been stuck in the life she wanted to avoid, working on the floor of the town's only factory. Sarge's return is something to look forward to but the tall, hot and very sexy man is very far from the cute boy she babysat and the teen that left Hook a few years ago. Jasmine has major reservations about getting involved with Sarge because of their age difference, the fact that he's her best friend's younger brother as well as a fear of being labeled an opportunist for hitching her star to the man who attained the success she always wanted. But Sarge overcomes all her resistance. The premise for this book is a solid one and when combined with Ms. Bailey's ability to write hot scenes and dirty talkers, this should have been a very interesting read. Only, the focus was on the sex, but the characters did not have anything in common (apart from the sexual attraction, that is) and the story was lacking, which sucks because there really is a story in there somewhere. I'm really bummed that I could not enjoy this story as I expected but I hope that the next book has more of a story than this one did. That said, if you are looking for a steamy and sexy read, this may be just the book you're looking for. Disclaimer: I received this book for free from the Publisher in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I can't even express how much I loved this Tessa Bailey book. I've read every one of her books and this one gripped my heart from first to last page. You know how some characters become a part of you?? Jas and Sarge will forever be in my heart. I CANNOT wait for River's story.
JaneyC More than 1 year ago
3 I’m sick as f**k, Jasmine. Cure me stars Jasmine Taveras is still stuck in her hometown in New Jersey, managing a line at the local factory. She makes a living, and alongside her best friend, River, she mulls away her twenties dreaming about a future she sidestepped. Sarge Purcell is the writer and lead singer in the successful band Old News, and also the younger brother of River. In between contracts, his band takes a well earned break, and sarge decides to head home to catch up on the four years since he left. He’s always held a torch for his sister’s best friend, and found her any easy muse for most of his successful songs. But nothing prepares him for meeting her, and holing up in her apartment, as her sister innocently suggests. Jasmine finds herself drawn to the suddenly grown up Sarge, who she used to babysit, and questions her salacious thoughts about the man who is 7 years her junior. ”Sarge had been remodelled from a one-story colonial into a big brick mansion.” In true Tessa Bailey style, we are presented with a passionate, dirty talker, whose undeniable devotion cannot be questioned. You feel his yearning, and go along with the exaggerated ache for his teen crush. I felt the story focused majorly on this couples dynamics and over the top dialogue, with little story development outside Sarge’s fantasy urges. To this end, i found it a little lacklustre, and in danger of blending in with her other stories of late. ARC gratefully received from Entangled Publishing in exchange for an honest review
TammyS32 More than 1 year ago
Jasmine didn’t know the reason her best friend’s younger brother Sarge left, now four years later he is coming back to town a rock star. He plans on letting Jasmine see the man he has become. This is a fast paced steamy read, Sarge is hot! Looking forward to more in the series!
Sailon More than 1 year ago
Sarge Purcell has reached a level of Rock Star status few will ever achieve. Jasmine could of never expected that her inability to see Sarge as more than her best friend’s little brother was the driving force behind his success. Jasmine’s life hasn’t really happened as planned. She expected a music career that would take her away from Hook, New Jersey. Now she is a factory worker trying to make ends meet, stuck in the life she wanted to avoid. Sarge returns to Hook, visits his sister for the first time in years, and comes face to face with Jasmine. He thought years and distance would of stopped his attraction but he can’t seem to break Jasmine's draw…so he decides to go for everything he has desired and more. Sexy, passionate and emotion provoking, Crashed Out not only brings the heat but has a wonderful story to boot. A little bias, being a Jersey Girl and all, I recommend Crashed Out as a hot romantic read. Hook is a fictional town created by Bailey but she does capture the essence of a few Northern Jersey industrial towns. I received this ARC copy of Crashed Out from Entangled Publishing, LLC - Brazen in exchange for a honest review.
Sandy-thereadingcafe More than 1 year ago
3.5 stars---CRASHED OUT is the first installment in Tessa Bailey’s contemporary, adult MADE IN JERSEY erotic romance series focusing on the members of the rock band Old News. This is lead singer and front man Sarge Purcell, and blue collar worker/former singer Jasmine Taveras’s storyline. Told from dual third person perspectives CRASHED OUT focuses on a forbidden love between rock star Sarge Purcell, and Jasmine Taveras-a woman seven years his senior and the muse to his writing success. Growing up in Hook, New Jersey, a much younger Sarge fell in love with his sister’s best friend Jasmine Taveras. Jasmine was the focus of every dream, every fantasy and every song he has ever written. Fast forward to present day, when the band takes a much needed break for the Christmas holidays, Sarge returns to Hook, after a four year absence, to seduce the woman he has always loved. What ensues is an erotic affair between two people who have known one another most of their lives. CRASHED OUT follows the building relationship between twenty two year old Sarge Purcell, and twenty nine year old Jasmine Taveras. Jasmine is a woman stuck in a blue collar job in Hook, New Jersey when the singing career she always wanted never failed to materialize. Sarge is the boy from Hook who made it big on the music stage, and the man who has come home to claim what it is he has always wanted-Jasmine Taveras. We are introduced to Jasmine’s best friend and Sarge’s older sister River Purcell, and her three year old daughter Marcy. River’s life as a single mother has not been easy as she works two jobs to support her daughter and herself ; and band manager James Brandon, and Old News drummer Lita Regina-who may or may not have a thing for one another. Lita has a habit of getting herself into trouble, and James is the one constant always bailing her out, and standing by her side. CRASHED OUT is a storyline with graphic sexual text. Sarge likes to talk dirty in the bedroom but at times the ‘dirty’ crosses a line into ‘rude, crude and crass’. The age difference between the characters is amplified by Sarge’s raunchy expressions and phrases both in and out of the bedroom. The premise gets lost in the numerous sex scenes and dirty talking bad boy that does not compensate for the lack of sexual chemistry between our leading couple. And the constant reminders about the age difference was disappointing although Jasmine’s lack of maturity seemed at odds with the storyline premise. Tessa Bailey writes a predictable but entertaining storyline about forbidden romance and falling in love. The characters colorful, animated and engaging; the romance is erotic and provocative; the happily ever after finds our couple singing the praises of togetherness and loss.
Alyssa75 More than 1 year ago
***Review posted on The Eater of Books! blog*** Crashed Out by Tessa Bailey Book One of the Made in Jersey series Publisher: Brazen Publication Date: December 7, 2015 Rating: 4 stars Source: eARC from NetGalley ***Warning: this is an adult book, and for the eyes of mature readers*** Summary (from Goodreads): His inspiration. His torment. And his temptation... Jasmine Taveras is the reason Sarge Purcell grabbed his six-string and bailed the hell out of New Jersey four years ago. She's the fuel for every song he's ever written-each one laced with bitter, hard-edged, hungry lust. Now, with his hugely successful band is on temporary hiatus, Sarge is determined to prove to Jasmine that this "kid" turned into every inch the man she's always needed... Men are slim pickings for a single factory girl in Hook, New Jersey...until tall, broad-shouldered hotness walks-or rather storms-into Jasmine's life. Sarge's return shouldn't affect her this way. He's her best friend's much younger kid brother, and the kind of rough, gritty, sexiness Jasmine has no right to taste for herself. Even if he lets her. But lust is a blinding, insatiable force. And when it crashes, it will take both Sarge and Jasmine down with it... What I Liked: WOAH this book was not what I expected. I mean, you have to expect certain things from Tessa Bailey if you've read any of her books before. Smoking hot chemistry. On-fire sex. Spunky ladies and cocky males who aren't a**holes. But this book... this book is probably tied for my favorite Bailey book (Officer Off Limits is still one of my favorite Brazen novels ever). Crashed Out might be Bailey's hottest book yet! Also, this cover is probably my favorite Brazen cover. No one is particularly naked, and omg beanie dude! Stick a beanie on a guy take his shirt off leave some stubble/5 o'clock shadow and BAM, I am all over that guy. So this cover really worked for me. At twenty-two, Sarge Purcell is the lead singer and guitarist of a very successful band. With the band on temporary hiatus, Sarge goes home to Hook, New Jersey for the holidays. He hasn't been back in four years, so he hasn't seen his sister River, his three-year-old niece Marcy... or Jasmine, his sister's best friend and the reason for every song he's written When Sarge shows up in Hook, Jasmine is surprised by how much he's grown... and how much he now affects her. The attraction between them is practically combustible, but Jasmine knows that he isn't here to stay. But that doesn't stop them from engaging in some steamy encounters... I. Love. Sarge. He's twenty-two, seven years younger than Jasmine, and he's always idolized Jasmine. He's been attracted to her for years, but she had no idea. She's River's best friend, and she's always thought of Sarge as River's little brother. Now all grown up (both mentally and physically), Sarge is a threat to Jasmine's composure. He makes her feel feverish, and she makes him sweat. Sarge is a really yummy guy - he's a tiny bit arrogant, with a dirty mouth and a straightforward attitude. He never gives up on going after Jasmine, but he always gives her an out if she doesn't want his attention. There is also a seriously swoony side to Sarge that I love. He's a musician, so he does sing to her a few times in this book. Read the rest of my review on my blog, The Eater of Books! - eaterofbooks DOT blogspot DOT com :)
Blsfan68 More than 1 year ago
This story is smoking hot!! What a way to start a new series! Ms. Bailey has set the bar very high starting the Made in Jersey series out with this one. This story will grip you tight right from the beginning and won't let go. It is well written and very steamy with characters that are likable and easy to connect with. And, one very intense, dirty talking, insatiable, gorgeous man. WOW! I loved the younger man, older woman storyline and can't wait to see where this series goes in future books. ARC received from Entangled Publishing in exchange for an honest review.
SandraHoover More than 1 year ago
*Many thanks to Entangled Publishing for this ARC via Netgally. Holy Moly!! This is one erotic, flaming hot read! The pages of this book almost literally burst into flames as Sarge and Jasmine dance around each other, and I love that some of that hotness occurs before they ever have sex. The air surrounding them is electrically charged every time they're in the same room as desire and lust rolls off their bodies in waves. Tessa Bailey has certainly mastered the art of writing seduction. I challenge anyone to read this and say they don't need a cold shower - or their very own Sarge! I simply fell in love with this couple and their journey. The hottest thing I've read/seen this year is Sarge Purcell laying it all on the line - going after the girl of his dreams, the girl that once "babysat" him, the girl he has fantasized and written songs about since he was fourteen years old. News Flash: Sarge isn't fourteen anymore. He's a very sexy, very hungry, very lustful twenty-three year old sex-on-a-stick rock god! His mission is to convince Jasmine, the "older" woman (soon to turn 30) that he's been in love with most of his life, to accept him as an equal, as her man, not the younger brother of her best friend. Sarge knows it's going to be an uphill battle, but this dirty talking, rough around the edges, walking, talking, sex dream knows he's the man for the job. He just has to make Jasmine believe it. His plan is to tear down her fences one by one, peel away her layers of defense, and strip her of her inhibitions. Sarge plans to introduce Jasmine to the man he is now and show her just how good he can make her feel, how much she needs him. He doesn't plan to leave town without owning her. Jasmine's life sucks . . . she's stuck working on an assembly line in a factory in the small Jersey town where she grew up. Her dreams of writing songs and singing professionally have been dashed by rejection after rejection. She's resigned to her life, if not satisfied by it, and has given up on daring to dream for more. But fate isn't finished with her yet. Jasmine Taveras is shocked when she sees her best friend's little brother all grown up and looking too hot to handle after he steps in to rescue her from her drunk date one night in a bar. Shock quickly turns to pure, unadulterated sexual desire . . . this isn't the boy she remembers. Standing before her is a sinfully sexy, wicked temptation that she has to keep reminding herself over and over is not for her. But when Sarge ends up staying at her place and presses her to step up and play, she's sorely tempted. Somehow, she knows if she does, she won't be able to walk away from him unscathed. Does she dare take a chance? Crashed Out is the steamiest romance I've read this year, and I read a lot of romance! It's intense, erotic, seductive - a true romance that tugged at my heartstrings as these two characters dance back & forth, around & round, desiring each other more than their next breath. I loved the plot line as it's unique and well-written - not your typical rock star story, and I loved getting inside both character's heads - discovering just how deeply each felt, wanted, needed. The pages are filled with so much desire, lust, angst, but also with hope, truth, love - a reminder that we all have a choice - either play or fold, take a chance or live with regrets. Sarge & Jasmine's story is a Page Burner, a Must Read! Great first book in this new series!
KSP91301 More than 1 year ago
I have to be honest. The young age of the hero vs. that of the heroine really knocked me off kilter for the first quarter of the book. I’m sure it’s because my son is a few years older than Sarge and neither he nor any of his friends were even close to having their act together at that age. But, because I trust the author, I kept reading. Once I forgot about their ages she won me over. The author did a great job of creating likeable characters. Sarge was the perfect blend of confidence, respect, and dirty-talking alpha. After years of wanting her from afar, he finally decided to go after Jasmine and pursued her with single-minded focus, which I admired. Jasmine had that take-me-as-I-am and take-no-shit feistiness that I love in a heroine. Together these two were wicked hot. Overall I enjoyed the story and really look forward to seeing more of these characters in Sarge’s sister’s story. Hopefully the wait won’t be long. 3.5 Stars