Pieces Of Me

by Kelly Seibold

Genres: Contemporary Romance; Medical Romance; Small-town Romance

Synopsis

Casey

The first time I saw the hot construction worker, I wanted him so much that I acted out of character and initiated a kiss one night. It was the hottest and best kiss of my life. Then he promptly ghosted me.

Months later, he shows up at my dad’s pediatric clinic with his sick, adorable little boy who I didn’t even know he had. He's rude and still hot as sin, but the heart wants what the heart wants.

When I learn of his past, It does nothing to stop my growing love for him and his son, even as he uses me then pushes me away again and again. I’m trying to stay strong, but I’m failing. I know I deserve better, even as he brings all my insecurities about not being wanted to the forefront.

I have to stand up for myself, or he will break me completely.

 

Gage

From the moment I saw her I was attracted to her, and then one night, she kissed me, and I wanted her completely. The more I desired her, the guiltier I felt. My son and I are both traumatized from our past, and I’m trying to make ends meet while she lives in the lap of luxury. She’s completely out of my league.

When demons from my past resurface, my need to protect her is fierce even as I continue to push her away. I need to stop or eventually I’ll end up breaking her spirit.

I might have already.

I’m not worthy of forgiveness, but I wish for it anyway.

And as my son and I fall deeper in love with her, I begin to hope for the impossible—a second chance at happiness even when I know I don’t deserve it.

Release date: November 4, 2025

Publisher: Kelly Seibold

Sample

(Gage)

I came in through the door and before I even got it all the way open, my little boy wrapped himself around my leg. “Daddy, up.”

   “Where’s Grandma?”

   “I’m here.” She came out from her bedroom, folding a towel. I guess she was doing laundry. Something else I’d forgotten to do.

   I picked up Spencer and he wrapped his arms around my neck. That would never get old. I leaned down and kissed my mom on the cheek. “Was he a good boy today?” 

   “He’s always a good boy,” she said, laying the towel on the small bar. 

   “Yeah?” I tickled his stomach, and he giggled. “Well, it’s this good boy’s bedtime.” 

   “Don’t wanna.”

   “Don’t care.” I nuzzled his cheek and carried him toward the bedroom. “Come on, Mr. Parker, didn’t Grandma try to put you to bed already?” I took him into the bathroom, setting him in front of his small training toilet. “Why don’t you try to potty before sleepy time?” We were trying to potty train, but my son was stubborn. We stared at each other for a bit before I gave up and scooped him up in my arms, flying him over to the bed. I sat on the edge and settled him under the covers. 

   The two-bedroom apartment we lived in was too small for us. But it was all I could afford at the moment. My mom stayed with me and took care of my son while I worked for J.D.’s construction. The work wasn’t always steady, but they paid very well to make up for the times we weren’t working. But when we worked, we worked very long hours. I watched my son drift off to sleep before taking off my work boots and heading to the shower. 

   I put the water on as hot as I could stand and tried to work the kinks out of my overworked muscles. I washed myself clean of the mud, dirt, and grime and tried not to think about her again. Casey Sharpe was a means to an end. She was good friends with the owner of the house that we were finishing. Hell, she was close with the owners of J.D.’s Construction. What was I thinking when I kissed her a few months ago?

   I shook my head to try and rid myself of remembering how her lips felt sliding under mine. How her bare skin felt beneath my fingertips when they traveled underneath the edge of her shirt. Cameras. Shit. No wonder she jerked me to the other side of the tree. When my boss showed up, I thought I was being fired. I couldn’t afford to be. I’d just have to forget her, but it had been a few months, and I still thought of her daily. It was hard to forget when I saw her at the work site from time to time. I stayed back and tried not to look at her. We had ghosted each other in plain sight. It wasn’t like she was ever really alone. She usually had one of her siblings with her. I listened to people talk. I wasn’t the only guy on the crew who thought she was hot. I gritted my teeth. Those guys better stay away from her. 

   I scrunched my hair between my fingers and yanked. Jealously was stupid. I didn’t need another woman. I certainly didn’t need someone just to warm my bed. I’d had everything once, and it broke me when it was shattered. I wasn’t putting myself through that again.