Love Interrupted 9/22-10/1
Logan Brooks and Andrew Eastin shared a once in a lifetime love. After losing her parents and overcoming many obstacles, she could not handle the possibility of losing him, too. She loved him enough to walk away, for both of their sakes.
As tragedy strikes again, Logan is on a downward spiral. Andrew knows she needs protection from herself, and he needs to love her through it, even if only from a distance.
When fate intervenes and allows them a second chance at love, will Logan and Andrew risk it? The Attraction is undeniable. The sexual tension, relentless. She is everything he has ever wanted. He sweeps her off her feet, renewing all that was lost.
Andrew promised her forever, but can words ever be enough? Can love prevail when life has different plans—bringing on more pain and emotions than imaginable? When lies and deceit corrupt the one thing sacred to them, plans will be ruined, promises will be broken, and hearts will be shattered.
What happens when the unknown threatens all of their dreams? Will Logan and Andrew survive their love, interrupted?
Love Interrupted by A.J. Warner
He gently tipped my head back and lightly placed his mouth over mine. I felt a cool rush of liquid flow into my mouth, and drip past my bottom lip. Reflexively, my tongue shot out again, and met with his. He proceeded to slowly lap up the wayward wine, nipping, and kissing his way back up to my mouth. I shivered. Heat was pooling at my center. His lips found mine. As our tongues engaged in a dance, intertwining and caressing, his hand slowly trailed up my thigh, ushering my dress up with it. He placed his other hand at the nape of my neck. Our kiss was slow, and intimate. He was taking his time exploring my mouth. I could hear the sound of running water in the distance, maybe a stream of some sort. I was not sure but it only added to the intense moment. Andrew let out a slight growl, the sexiest sound I had ever heard.
In response, I moaned into his mouth, and Andrew lowered us both to the ground. I found myself lying on my back, feeling him hovering over me. Our mouths never parted, his hands never left my body. The kiss grew deep, intensifying with each movement. Gently grazing up the side of my thigh, his hand slowly found the elastic band to my panties and he gently slid a finger along the edge. Instantly my stomach clenched at the tingling sensation blazing across it. My breath caught when he reached the spot just below my navel. Still blind folded, my pulse quickened, and every sense in my body heightened. I needed to see his face, wanted to see him looking at me. Within seconds, I felt the blindfold slip over the top of my forehead. He took his mouth from mine long enough to look at me, another silent understanding. I was lost in him, taken away from everything but us. We were all tongues, and hands, both working in perfect unison. It was a full on make-out session. The kind that you live for when you’re sixteen; the kind that sends butterflies scurrying in your stomach. Intense sensation engulfed my entire being. I could feel his erection pressing into my thigh, and as I lifted my hips beneath him, he slowly pulled himself away from me.
My knees slammed down onto the cold, hard ground. The first tear of many silently rolled down my face. My reason for being just walked out, leaving me shattered on the floor. Knowing she could walk away so easily ripped me apart. I wept uncontrollably as the realization of my sudden loss consumed me. I didn't give a shit where I was, who was staring, or what was going on around me. In all honesty, those details were the furthest things from my mind. All I could focus on was the pain—the gut wrenching pain. Never in my life had I felt such devastating agony. My entire world, four years, dissipated in less than three minutes. I could not think of a reason as to why she would do it, no signs, no warnings—nothing. I startled as I felt arms wrap around me, helping me to my feet. I prayed for it to be her, but deep down I knew it wasn’t. I was shocked as to whose face I found when I looked up, but willingly went into her embrace.
An agonizing high-pitched cry pierced my ears, and I shook with the realization that it was my own. “No. No. No.” The repetitive words flowed over, and over. This could not be happening. Why? I tried to regain my composure and find my strength, but it was useless. The uncontrollable, yet silent, sobs kept coming.
His dark long locks were gone from where they had to shave his head to insert the shunt. His olive skin was now purple and red. I could not even tell where his mouth began or ended, his face swollen beyond recognition.
I could feel the breath slowly, forcefully, leaving my body. I was like a balloon deflating, losing air, losing its shape; no longer what it once was. I slid to the floor, my head fell in my hands and I cursed myself.
Time stood still. Every emotion, every self-inflicted pain, every heartbreaking memory surfaced. The frantic pulsating in my ears, the overwhelming loudness of the silence, the fear, the hurt, the anger, and the confusion: everything fused into one action packed sucker punch. A glutton for punishment, I remembered his uncle’s words, “She turned down his proposal.” She turned him down? She seemed to be the one stalking him. My eyes remained focused on the elevator, my mind fading in and out. I was completely baffled. Then like an old fashioned slideshow, everything flashed before my eyes. The rumors, the pictures, the stories, it was all coming together. Everything was clear. He didn’t have only a few encounters with Maya. They had a relationship.
He slowly began to trace the outline of my breast with his finger. I couldn’t speak, just gave a slow nod, keeping my eyes on his. I was at the intersection, of “oh shit” and “please don’t stop” when Andrew lifted off me and began unbuttoning my shirt. Still eyeing me as if he needed continued approval, he slowly worked his way down. Following every undone button, he placed a slow soft kiss on my bare skin. Once he finished, he pushed the shirt open, and stared in admiration. Andrew had never seen me bare. Ever. He brought his mouth to my breast, and slowly took it in. I gasped at the foreign yet wonderful feeling. He flicked his tongue across my nipple then moved to the other one. His hands were making their way to my lacy panties. He slid his finger across them, slightly brushing the skin on my lower stomach. My eyes closed, and I arched my back, preparing for what came next.
Character Interview (Andrew)
I am sitting down today with Andrew Eastin so glad you could join me.
Andrew: Thank you for having me.
Obviously we know your name but tell us who are you, where do you work?
Andrew: I’m just a guy who knows what he wants and goes after it. I am the CEO of Eastin Global in Atlanta Georgia.
What is your favorite part about your job?
Andrew: The thing I love most about my job is that we are able to work with over seventy five various charities, two of which are very dear to my family. We are able to help children and families across the globe.
Being involved in all those charities, you must spend quite a bit of time in the public eye. As a matter of fact, I have it on good authority that you are Atlanta’s Most Eligible Bachelor.
Andrew: Too much attention is drawn but I try to remain as private as possible, which in turn only stirs rumors. Labeling me as Atlanta’s Most Eligible Bachelor is flattering, but it isn’t quite accurate. My heart definitely belongs to someone.
Then, do you have a lot of unwanted attention because of that? Like a stalker? Any threatening notes or psycho chicks breaking into your house in the middle of the night?
Andrew: (definitely uncomfortable) There is quite a bit of unwanted attention as well. There is always at least one crazy chick right? Occasionally I have to distance myself from all of it. As I stated before I try to stay out of the limelight as much as possible. Sometimes I just need to go to a remote spot and just be.
Is there a certain spot?
Andrew: There is. Very remote. We stumbled upon it long ago while hiking. It’s absolutely stunning. Peaceful. Fields of bright flowers, with a small stream. You can’t help but just take it all in.
Who is we?
Andrew: Someone I have known…forever.
Would that be Logan Brookes?
Andrew: No Comment
Or maybe Maya Reed?
(Agitated) Next Question.
Ok, is there a significant other in your life?
Andrew: Technically no. It’s, well it’s complicated to say the least.
Well what do you look for in a woman and what is your ideal date?
Andrew: In a woman I like inner beauty, a little cliché but a woman who puts others before herself is sexy. I look for honesty, and loyalty. As for an ideal date…a romantic dinner along the beach. Star gazing for hours on end, and just being able to focus on the person I’m with.
That sounds like something you have actually experienced before, and something you would do with someone you love. So does that mean Mr. Bachelor does believe in that emotion?
Andrew: It’s one of the emotions that definitely reigns over me.
I see…in closing are there any words of wisdom you’d like to impart on our followers? Perhaps to help avoid being reigned by guilt?
Andrew: The things you think you are doing in the dark, will come to light. Just keep that in mind.
Top Five Movies
- The Host
- Identity Thief
- Dirty Dancing
Top Five Book Series
- Emi Lost and Found Series
- Dark Duet Series
- Consequences, Truth
- Too Far Series
- Slammed, Point of Retreat
Top Five Destinations
- Cabo San Lucas, Mexico
- Smith Mountain Lake, Virginia
- Steamboat Springs Colorado
- Topsail Island, North Carolina
A.J. was born and raised in Amarillo, Texas. Four years ago, she relocated to the Dallas/Fort Worth area with her husband and four wonderful children, Hayden (15), Jacob (13), Riley (11), and Isaiah (10).
A.J. is passionate about working with people with disabilities, and has a long time love of working with munchkins. She currently owns and operates a childcare facility in North Central Texas.
When she is not busy breaking up fights about who is mom’s favorite, or who ate the last bowl of Fruity Pebbles, A.J. enjoys reading and writing. She also likes chatting and laughing with her book club friends. Love Interrupted is her first book and she is currently working on her second and third novels.
What sparked your interest in becoming a romance writer?
I’ve always written, but put it on hold when I had children. My daughter actually encouraged me to pick it back up.
What was the first romance novel you read that made an impression on you?
Everyone says Fifty Shades, and I have to admit it rekindled my love for reading.
Tell us 5 surprising things about yourself.
- I’m thirty years younger than my husband.
- I’m training for my first 5k.
- I work in a tiny closet space like Harry Potter.
- Some of my closest friends I’ve met online.
- I don’t own cowboy boots.
What is your writing environment?
Picture Harry Potter’s closet.
One of your favorite quotes.
It is what it is.
Who is your perfect hero? And why?
My Perfect hero, my daughter, Hayden. She’s wise beyond her years. She’s only 15 and has the heart of an angel, loves wholly, purely, and unconditionally. She constantly puts others before herself. Secretly I want to be her when I grow up.
Which authors have caught your interest lately? Why?
Althea Romig- Her books Consequences and Truth took me for a ride, and I’m dying for Convicted. MJ Carnal’s books are awesome! Then there’s Sarah Dosher’s Haven from The Storm…LOVE! There are so many.
What type of book have you always wanted to write?
I’ve always wanted to write a murder mystery. Very twisted.
Who are your dream dinner party guests?
That’s a tough one. I’d have to say all authors, and their muses.
What’s the last movie you watched and loved?
Top Three Things on Your Bucket List
- Kiss my husband at the foot of the Eifel Tower
- Surf in Hawaii, and no joke
- make the New York Times Best Sellers list.
How did you get the idea for this particular novel?
I had an Andrew once. I wanted to give him the life he never got to have. Not just the hearts and flowers, but the chaotic and crazy too.
What is your favorite scene in your new release?
Definitely the sexting scene.
If you could be one of your characters - Who would you be? And why?
That’s another tough one, I would love to say Jen, because she’s strong and independent. But I’m going to have to go with Logan, because she gets to have more time with Andrew.
Which actor or book character do you have a crush on?
Josh Duhamel, he’s one sexy funny man.
What’s your favorite body part of the opposite sex?
I’m going with two, arms and chest.
What does love feel like?
Overwhelmingly emotional, extremely peaceful yet angsty. It feel intense, lumps in your throat, flutters of excitement in your tummy.
Love feels intense and overwhelming, flutters in your tummy, lumps in your throat.
Hey, baby! What’s your sign?
When was your last kiss?
What’s an absolute no-no in a relationship?
Unfaithfulness. Hands down…no cheating!
How did you meet your significant other?
Through a family friend.
What’s your idea of a perfect date?
Picnic by the lake, with no one else around.
If you could take a romantic trip, where would it be?
Do you believe in love at first sight?
Boxers or Briefs?
Facial hair or clean shaven?
Alpha or Beta?
Planner or Panster?
White wine or red?
Coffee or tea?
Vanilla or chocolate?
Sweet or salty?
Sleep in or get up early?
Laptop or desktop?
Beach or mountains?
Winter or summer?
Cat or dog?
Twilight or Fifty Shades?
Spotlight or In the Shadows?
City or Country?
A little bit of Both
Clubbing or candlelight dinner?
Backpacking or luxury hotel?
Morning or night person?
Christmas or Halloween?
Optimist or pessimist?
Love Interrupted Playlist
Love Interrupted Playlist
Love Interrupted Playlist