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In today's post, we'll talk about Passing Through, What Happens At Christmas, with excerpts, and Jay's upcoming release, The Law Of Attraction, plus our Q&A, and a chance to win one of her books!!
But first, Passing Through:
Don’t waste a chance at happiness…
Leo is a lonely workaholic with no time for romance in his life. His job in London takes all his energy and commitment. When he goes to Cornwall to stay with his terminally ill uncle, Edwin, love is the last thing Leo expects to find.
Tris lives in a cottage on Edwin’s land. Gay, but still half in the closet, he and Leo bond over their affection for Edwin, and the pull of attraction between them proves too strong to ignore. In Tris’s arms, in the wilds of Cornwall, Leo finds a peace he’d forgotten existed.
On his return to London, Leo finds himself grieving for more than just the loss of his uncle. When some unexpected news gives Leo the chance to return to Cornwall, he’s afraid it will be too late to rekindle things with Tris. But having learned much from his stay with his uncle, Leo doesn’t want to look back and wish he’d done things differently.
It’s time to seize the day—if it’s not already too late.
The insistent ululating shrieks of seagulls intruded on Leo’s dreams and pulled him into wakefulness. Disorientated, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and lifted his head to take in the familiar surroundings. Whitewashed walls, bare save for a brass barometer mounted on the wall over the chest of drawers, wooden floorboards, and a brightly coloured rag rug on the floor.
Then he remembered why he was there, and his gut twisted.
It was almost light outside. Leo’s watch was out of reach on the chest, but his phone by the bed told him it was barely past 5:00 a.m. He lay for a few minutes, courting sleep. But his mind was alert and restless, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to doze off again. He was used to getting up before six most days anyway, no matter how late he’d worked the night before.
The seagulls started up again, and Leo gave up on any attempt at a lie in. Lured by their plaintive cries, he got up and rummaged through his case, dressed in running clothes and trainers, and let himself out of the back door as quietly as he could. He padded across the dew-wet grass and through the gap in the hedge. He paused to stretch his legs, still stiff from the drive, and then started to run down the path he’d trodden so many times before. As he descended towards the cove, the path got steeper and more treacherous, and the gentle sound of the waves got louder. Leo slowed his pace to a walk, picking his way carefully down the final rocky scramble onto the beach.
It was only a small cove and inaccessible by car, so it was quiet even in the middle of the day in tourist season. Today, in early May, at this ungodly hour of the morning, Leo had it all to himself. He took off his trainers and socks so that he could feel the coarse sand beneath his feet, and he walked to the water’s edge.
The tide was high. Leo stood and watched the gentle swell and the waves breaking on the rocks. He breathed in the scents of the sea, the scents of a place that had always felt like home even though he’d never officially lived here.
The bones in his feet and ankles ached from the cold of the water, but Leo couldn’t resist the draw of it. A primal need to feel the ocean on his skin had him stripping off his running top and shorts before he had time to think better of it.
The chill took his breath away as he strode into the waves, making his balls try to crawl inside him and pulling every hair on his body to attention. Once he was waist-deep, he plunged in, diving below the surface and emerging with an exultant gasp.
God, he’d missed this.Striking out from the shore, he swam until his arms ached, then rolled onto his back. He floated for a moment, staring up at the lightening sky, before turning over and heading back to the cove.
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Secondly, What Happens At Christmas:
When two friends pose as boyfriends, could what happens at Christmas turn into something more?
Justin is recently and unhappily single. Christmas is coming, and he doesn’t want to face his ex alone at their office party. So Sean—Justin’s best mate and long-time secret crush—volunteers to go with him and pretend to be his new flame.
Sean has always lusted after Justin from afar, but there’s never been a good opportunity to ask him for more than friendship. Posing as Justin’s boyfriend isn’t a chore, and if Justin wants to rebound onto him, Sean’s more than willing. At the party pretence and reality blur, and a kiss on the dance floor leads to a night of passion.
In the aftermath, they both assume it was a one-time thing until fate intervenes. Stuck together in London over the holidays, they give in to temptation again. But what happens at Christmas stays at Christmas... right?
They made it to the park a few streets away by about half nine in the morning, early enough that the snow was still relatively unspoilt. A few kids were out with their parents, making snowmen and having snowball fights, but there was still plenty of pristine white snow that hadn’t been marked by footprints yet. It glittered as the pale morning sunshine poured from the blue winter sky.
Justin marched over to a quiet corner of the park, packed a lump of snow in his hands until it was about the size of a cannonball, then put it down and started to roll it.
“Snowman?” Sean asked.
“Nope. Snow dick, of course.”
“Seriously?” Sean looked around. “There are children present.”
“They won’t be able to tell what it is from a distance. Don’t be such a spoilsport.” Justin’s first snowball was now about the size of a basketball. “That’ll do,” he said. “Now we just need a few more like that. We’ll stick them together in a tower, and we can sculpt it to make it smooth.”
“You’re an embarrassment,” Sean grumbled, but he joined in, shaping some snow in his gloves and then stooping to roll it into a larger ball.
Justin grinned, amused by Sean’s reluctance. Justin had always been the one to lead him astray. Good to see some things never changed.
Once they’d stacked several snowballs together and smoothed them into a column, they had some artistic differences. They argued for a while about whether the snow dick should be cut or uncut.
“Cut’s easier,” Sean said. “Less fiddly and it will look more obviously like a dick if we can shape the head.”
Apparently Sean’s reluctance about Project Snow Peen had evaporated once his creative instincts had kicked in. Justin chuckled. “This isn’t America, Sean. Anyway, it’s clearly erect, so the foreskin can be pulled back. You get shaping. I’m going to start making the bollocks.”
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And, coming very soon, The Law Of Attraction:
When a professional relationship turns personal, it’s impossible to resist the law of attraction.
Alec Rowland is a high-flying lawyer in a London firm whose career is his life. He doesn’t have time for relationships and his sexuality is a closely guarded secret. After picking up a cute guy on a Friday night, Alec’s world is rocked to its foundations when his one night stand shows up in the office on Monday morning—as the new temp on his team.
Ed Piper is desperate to prove himself in his new job. The last thing he needs is to be distracted by a crush on his boss. It’s hard to ignore the attraction he feels, even though Alec’s a difficult bastard to work for.
Both men strive to maintain a professional relationship, but tempers fray, passions ignite, and soon they’re both falling hard and fast. If they’re ever going to find a way to be together, Alec needs to be honest about who he really is because Ed won’t go back in the closet for anyone.
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Are you excited about Jay's new book? We sure are!
Our Q& A with Jay
1. What inspires you? What gets you writing?
All sorts of random things. Sometimes I see something that sets a train of thought in motion. For example the sight of a removal van was the inspiration for Nothing Serious. Sometimes I’ll have a trope I’m burning to write and that will be the starting point, such as bedsharing for warmth in Cold Feet.
2. What's your writing process? Seat of your pants, lots of sticky notes, complex spreadsheets?
I’m more of a pantser than a planner. I do some outlining, and I usually do a fair amount of planning on the characters’ backstories. But the actual on-page story is usually only very vaguely outlined before I start writing. I fill in the details as I go and it doesn’t always come out quite how I expected. I let the characters take the wheel once they’re talking to me.
3. Which character from your books is your favorite, and why?
Edwin in Passing Through. He isn’t even a main character but I loved writing him. It was fun writing someone older, with more history. He was one of those characters who came to life so vividly it’s sometimes hard for me to remember he’s not actually a real person. I wish he was.
4. Which character is your least favorite, and why?
I don’t often write really horrible characters. I prefer writing about nice people... but I guess Shawn in Helping Hand was pretty vile, and he never really redeemed himself in that story (although I think there might be hope for him eventually).
5. If you could go back into one of your books and change one thing, what would that be? And why?
I’d write a useful side character into Like a Lover so that I’d have the next story in the Housemates series set up. I went in to that story intending to introduce someone new, but there was never a good time. I now regret not trying harder because it’s making it more difficult to know where to take that series next. But I have every intention of adding to it sometime in 2016.
6. What's next for you? What amazing book are you working on?
My next release is The Law of Attraction (see above), which will be out in February.
At the time of writing the answers to these questions (December) I’m not sure what’s next in the pipeline after TLOA because I’ve had a few weeks off writing. But by the time this post goes live, hopefully I’ll be at least half way through drafting something for an April/May release!
Thank you, Jay!
More about the author:
Jay lives just outside Bristol in the West of England, with her husband, two children, and two cats.
She comes from a family of writers, but she always used to believe that the gene for fiction writing had passed her by. She spent years only ever writing emails, articles, or website content. One day, she decided to try and write a short story–just to see if she could–and found it rather addictive. She hasn’t stopped writing since.
Our Thank Yous to Jay for joining us this month and giving us such great info. We also thank you, our readers, for celebrating with us, and hope that you've found a few new books for your never-ending TBR.
Until next time, happy reading!!