What does your family think of your writing?
My girlfriend is so supportive and really pleased for me. She usually reads whatever I’ve written. My mum is very proud and told the whole family when I first got published. One of my aunt’s always asks me how it’s going when I see her. My brother always asks me what I’m writing too. I’m very lucky to have such good support.
Tell us about your current work in process and what you’ve got planned for the future.
At the moment, I’m still sketching out the storyline but it’s going to involve zombies and the countryside. I wrote a short story last year about zombies and I’ve been inspired to write a novel length version about them. I’ve also finished a ghost story so we’ll see what happens with that.
Do you have any advice for all the aspiring writers out there?
Go for it. It’s really nerve wracking to send off a story for submission. I’ve found LGBTQIA publishers are incredibly supportive and generous even when they’re rejecting your story. I started off answering calls for submissions for short stories in anthologies and it really built my confidence enough to submit my stuff to Ninestar as stand alone.
If you could travel forward or backward in time, where would you go and why?
I love reading about British history from about the 1500’s right the way back to the late 700’s. I probably wouldn’t want to travel back there though because it was pretty violent and rubbish if you were a woman. Perhaps I’d go forwards? See what’s happening in about 100 years from now and buy some stocks and shares.
We’ve all got a little voyeurism in us right? If you could be a fly on the wall during an intimate encounter (does not need to be sexual) between two characters, not your own, who would they be?
I don’t know about being a fly on the wall between two characters, but I would love to know what it is my neighbour finds to drill and hammer at all day every day.
If I were snooping around your kitchen and looked in your refrigerator right now, what would I find?
A lot of vegetables and condiments. My girlfriend’s gross rice milk, and a bowl of cooked broccoli I can’t be arsed to do anything with.
Shannon is a young talented movie star celebrating the release of her new blockbuster. Jay is struggling to rebuild her life and hiding a dark secret. They meet and spend two nights together, forging a connection that neither can let go. With their lives heading in different directions, they agree not to stay in touch.
Ten years later, with their fortunes reversed, they meet again and neither has been able to forget the other. Will this time be different? Can they have a real chance at love? Or will Jay’s secret and a tragic event pull them apart again?
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Jesus, what I am I doing here? Jay spun around on her stool, and came face-to-face with a nervous dark-haired woman.
“Hi, I’m Claire.” Clearing her throat, Claire extended her hand and waited. Jay watched Claire’s hand as it hovered awkwardly between them before she dropped it limply to her side. Jay had no intention of shaking.
“My employer has asked me to come downstairs and invite you to join her for a drink.” Claire looked uncomfortable.
“What are you, her pimp? Who’s your employer?”
“I’m afraid I can’t tell you that. I’ll need you to sign a nondisclosure agreement first. My employer is a well-known celebrity.”
Claire’s voice was tinged with pride, despite the strange situation.
“You’re kidding?” Jay smiled humourlessly. “A nondisclosure agreement?”
“Yes—” Claire nodded. “—to prevent any negative press coming to light.”
“Listen, love.” She leaned forward on the stool, bringing her face close to the other woman and doing her best to be condescending. “I’m not interested, okay?”
Claire flinched. She obviously wasn’t used to being told no.
“Maybe you should think about it? My employer—”
“I’m not for sale. It doesn’t matter who’s paying. Understand?”
Something in her eyes must have convinced Claire. Nodding, she backed away and hurried off.
Jesus, a nondisclosure agreement? Time really does march on. She could remember when you bought someone a drink, made small talk for an hour, then went back to her place. Of course, she’d never had a celebrity want to shag her before. Jay wondered briefly who it might be. As if you would even know. It’s not like you’ve kept up to date with show business since you’ve been away. Even before, when other girls were poring over gossip magazines, she read books about gardening.
Before. That was how she thought of it now. There was before, when things had all looked bright and filled with promise, and now.
Now was something she didn’t really want to dwell on too much.
She nursed the beer for a few minutes longer, unsure why she didn’t just leave.
“Hey.” A soft American voice roused her from her thoughts. “Did you really call my assistant a pimp?”
The voice alone got her blood up. Husky and low, it had to be the sexiest voice she’d ever heard.
She turned slowly on her stool, taking in the woman before her. Long, wavy, golden-brown hair, and large grey eyes. Surprisingly, Jay knew who she was. Shannon Somebody—she couldn’t remember her last name. Jay raked her gaze over the woman’s body and lingered purposely on the full, creamy swell of breasts. Jesus, she is hot.
Shannon usually got pissed off when someone blatantly stared at her tits. She wasn’t sure why it didn’t bother her this time. Even from another woman, it should have. Maybe because the woman ogling her was the same woman who’d just turned her down.
“So, are you going to answer me, or just carrying on fucking me with your eyes?” Shannon asked as she slid onto the barstool beside the woman, pushing her tits out a little more. That’s right. Have a good look at what you just turned down.
When Claire had come back, flustered and embarrassed, and relayed her conversation with the hot barfly, Shannon hadn’t hesitated in marching downstairs. It wasn’t often she got turned down—in fact, she couldn’t remember it ever happening before.
Who the hell does she think she is? Calling my assistant a pimp? Shannon caught herself at the bottom of the stairs. The woman was still on her stool looking moodily around the room with a slight air of bored arrogance which, to her surprise, Shannon found appealing. She felt the familiar tingle between her legs and decided maybe this prey would be worth chasing.
“Drink?” the woman asked, ignoring Shannon’s eye-fucking comment with a half-smile on her full lips.
“Honey, my drink costs eighty pounds a glass,” Shannon replied. She leaned forward and offered another view of her chest. To the woman’s credit, this time her eyes didn’t leave Shannon’s face.
“Fuck that then. You can buy me drink.”
Shannon frowned. She didn’t know what to say because this never happened either. The woman broke into a smile, and it was like the clouds had parted—she looked even sexier when she smiled.
Shannon grinned in return.
Meet the Author
Eden lives in London with her partner and their small, earless rescue cat. She runs her own business, and when she’s not working or writing, can usually be found rowing up and down the Thames.
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