RJ: *hugs Beans tight* Mmm. Cake.
Beany: So, The One That I Want is out as an individual story now, and so is Hopelessly Devoted which is the sequel. Are you excited? I know I am!
RJ: I am. I love Jason and his snarky sense of humour. He was a joy to write and being in his head was a lot of fun. Isn’t he adorable?
Beany: He is. What gave you the idea to write TOTIW? And did you really think there wouldn’t be a sequel?
RJ: I never planned a sequel until you started pestering me for one!
Beany: *big grin*
RJ: The idea popped into my head when I hit a lull with the novel I was working on at the time and I came across the submission details on the WIP website. It hit me so fast I wrote it in two days.
Beany: Are you planning on revisiting the boys again in the future?
RJ: NO! Probably not. We’ll see… Maybe?
Beany: Let me rephrase, how easy is it going to be for me to harass you for a third book? Really easy or a little more difficult and therefore I should start investing in bribes?
RJ: You can bribe me anytime you like. You never know what it will get you. 😉
Beany: You’ve written novels and these short stories, which do you find easier to write?
RJ: I don’t know. With novels you can dig deep into the characters to show details, but with short stories you’re limited with how much you can do. You need to think about the scenes and ask if it’s necessary and adds to the story.
Beany: What are you currently working on?
RJ: I’m nearing the end of the first draft of True Blue, which is book 3 in the Out of the Blue series. I’m almost there. Then I’ll make a start on book 4, unless I get side-tracked by another random story. It’s been known to happen.
Beany: And when are we getting that story?
RJ: Hopefully March or April next year. Fingers crossed.
Beany: What have you got planned for 2016? Any new series?
RJ: No new series planned, but you never know. It seems every time I write a story there’s a side character that demands to be heard.
2016 will see the end of the Blue series with 3 and 4 being released and you’ll see another story set in London. That’s all I’ve got planned for release but something else may show up. You never know 🙂
Beany: How exciting! Well thanks for popping in for a visit, we should this again soon!
RJ: If you have cake AND coffee, I’ll be here. Thanks for having me. *kisses*
Jason escapes into the magic of a Broadway play every weekend. Musicals always have a happy ending and for a few hours he can believe there’s a happy ending waiting for him, too. When the tall drink of water who works on the top floor of Jason’s building, wants to take him on a date, Jason is surprised. After all, Jason is awkward and skinny, and sees himself as a boring accountant, while Paul is tall, dark, and incredibly hot.
Despite Jason’s reservations, Paul and Jason start dating and attending the shows Jason adores. But if Paul likes musicals as much as Jason, why does he always doze off? Is Paul leading a double life? Does he have a wife tucked away somewhere?
Jason knows Paul is hiding something and when the secrets come out, Jason finds his fantasy comes to life, right there on the stage.
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One year on from Paul’s proposal, Jason is living a life he never dreamed of. As he fusses with his tie and readies to walk down the aisle, he reminisces about the previous twelve months. It hasn’t all been smooth sailing for the happy couple in the lead up to their wedding, with obstacles big and small thrown in their way.
Marrying one of New York’s most eligible bachelors has Jason’s stomach in knots. Expectations of their society wedding are high, but out of love for Paul, Jason goes along with the grand plans because he understands Paul’s family has a reputation to maintain. But Paul has a surprise up his sleeve that just may see Jason getting the wedding of his dreams.
Follow Jason on his journey as he prepares to marry one of the most eligible bachelors in New York and find out just how Dave got his name.
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Excerpt from The One That I Want
Musicals were my escape, my happy ending. After being thrown out of home for being “perverted, unnatural, and against God,” I escaped to the theater. There were always happy endings in musicals and for only a couple of hours, I could believe there was a happy ending waiting for me too.
“I’m Paul.” He stuck his hand out and it was only because I was brought up to be polite that I shook it. He didn’t release his hold.
“Jason, it’s nice to finally know your name. You didn’t answer my question, Jason.” He said my name like he was rolling it around on his tongue, savoring it.
Paul didn’t let go of my hand until I tugged it hard enough he had to release me, or look like an idiot trying to arm wrestle while standing in a crowded theater.
“No, I’m not here with anyone.” I moved forward in the line a bit. I really needed that drink.
“Do you always come to the theater by yourself?”
“Yes.” I looked around. “Do you?” I tried for smug but I don’t think it worked.
He chuckled. “I have a spare seat next to me that was supposed to be yours. You ran off yesterday morning before I had a chance to ask you to join me.”
“You were going to ask me to join you? Like a date?” I was gobsmacked. “Exactly like a date. What did you think I was going to ask you?” I shook my head. “Doesn’t matter.” “Would you like to join me? I’m near the front, excellent view.”
I had a cheap seat with restricted viewing, thanks to a huge pillar in my way, but it wasn’t like I hadn’t seen the show before. I spent nearly every Saturday night going to shows on Broadway, and sometimes I was lucky enough to catch two in one night.
“Can I sing?”
“Yes, I won’t be able to stop myself. If this is something that will embarrass you then it’s okay, I’ll go back to my own seat.” Paul might as well know what he was in for if I sat with him. It wasn’t like he was asking for a relationship, God forbid, so if he couldn’t handle me singing along, I’d be happier back in my cheap seat by myself.
I was at the head of the line so I placed my order while Paul thought about whether or not he still wanted me to sit with him. I ordered a wine, and he ordered a beer. He insisted on paying for both.
“Thank you,” I said, once we’d stepped out of the way of the other theater-goers.
“You’re welcome. Follow me, I’m down this way.”
“Umm, okay.” I wasn’t sure I would be able sing along now, knowing he’d be sitting beside me and would hear my caterwauling.