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Hey! Hey you! Thank you for reading Office Crush. No, seriously, THANK YOU.

You gave me so much confidence, and now I’m writing another sweet romance. If you want to know more, I’m going to be updating with excerpts, cover reveals, and giveaways at my author facebook page.

My new novel, LOST AND FOUND, has a very Aust3n-like character, and a very Boss-like character (who might or might not be True Love Forever), and I would LOVE your support. But! If you don’t want to like it, we can still be great friends.

Thank you again for supporting this little story, and again, if you want to read the rough draft of the OC novel, just shoot me an email. readingandchickens AT gmail.

MWAH.

New Book!

I’m writing a new romance, and it’s going to be available on October 29th (or earlier), under the pen name Chris Van Hakes.

I’ll update here with details, a preorder link, and a cover, as soon as I can.

MWAH. Thank you for sticking around.

And if you want to read the (very rough) draft of the OC book, shoot me an email! readingandchickens at gmail dot com

Soon!

I have good news! I’m going to have an Office Crush book for you all, and I’m going to have it SOON (I mean, in the next 3 months or so). I’m not sure yet exactly where it will be available or if I’ll simply put it up here in chapters over the course of a month, but I promise it will be available for free or very cheap (under $3, definitely), and SOON. SOON!

Non-Post: What’s Up With the OC Book And A Contest Of Sorts–CLOSED

What’s up is this: I’m working with a literary agent now, and so I cannot just go and publish a book without her first reading it and deciding on what to do–either show it to editors, or say I should go ahead and publish it for the Kindle and Nook.

So! While the book is very, very close to finished, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait a little bit longer. But the good news is that the book will get to you one way or the other, and hopefully with another set of professional eyes on it, it will be even better than before.

To make it up to you that it will be a while before you get to read the ending, I’d like one of you to be a beta-reader of the book (meaning you’d read the draft and give me suggestions on what to change, if anything). I mean, only if you want, of course.

So! If you want to be a beta-reader, fill out a comment below on what you think Boss’s real name is, and I will pick whoever is closest and let you have the first look and critique it, provided you can keep all the plot details to yourself, of course. It will be like a SECRET CLUB, OK?

 

UPDATE: Two people got very close to first and last names, so I’ll be emailing you shortly! Thanks!

Coworker Sandy Is Entirely Orange From Too Many Tanning Beds, So Hopefully This Impaired Her Memory

I looked at Boss from over my cubicle wall as he passed by and he winked at me. We hadn’t shared the news of us dating in the office, and we weren’t planning on it, so this was a stealth wink. Unfortunately, coworker Sandy was standing next to me and when my cheeks reddened, she raised her eyebrows at me. “What was that about?” she asked, ready for gossip.

“Nothing,” I muttered. “I was…nothing.”

The truth was, I didn’t want anyone to know in the office because I didn’t know if I wanted to stay at the office, and I didn’t know if I wanted to stay with Boss. I’d been looking at culinary schools, like he’d suggested. He was great and supportive and wonderful, and I think that might be the direction my life is headed, if I can get it together enough to apply to them and get loans and quit my job. Boss is a wonderful, loving, handsome, perfect boyfriend. So why don’t I feel what I thought I would?

“It didn’t look like nothing to me,” Sandy said.

“It’s just that I’m not sure about things,” I said.

“What things?”

“Life, that sort of stuff. Job stuff.”

“Like?” she prodded.

“Like, did you ever get everything you wanted, only it turned out that it didn’t feel like what you thought it would?” I asked her.

“Did you get a raise?” she said excitedly. “Is that what this is about?”

“Uh,” I said.

“Because if you got a raise, then I’m going to get one! I’ve gotten more contracts this month than anyone! Oh, this is great! I’ve been waiting to redo our kitchen, so this would be perfect timing.” Sandy continued talking about cabinets and stoves, and I couldn’t correct her.  My mind drifted to Ian’s letter, of how I’d hidden it from Boss, of how guilty I felt reading it because it made me so happy. It made me so happy I couldn’t write him back and make it all real. We weren’t together, we’d never be together, and there was no future for us. I had what I wanted, anyway. Didn’t I?

“I’m going to talk to Boss this afternoon about my raise!” Sandy said, interrupting my thoughts.

“Wait, what?” I asked her. “I…didn’t get a raise.” I said.

“Really? Would you be willing to show me your paystub online and compare? Because I bet you make more than me. I’d hate to find out Boss was giving you preferential treatment for some reason,” Sandy said, and I thought, Oh no. 

The Start

“Do you ever think that maybe you were wrong about something?” I asked Molly.

“Of course. All the time,” she said, which took me aback. Molly always seemed so sure of all her decisions.

“Like what?” I asked. Then I decided it was time to be brave around Pregnant Molly, Biter Offer of Heads. “Like about Chris?” She nodded at me and said, “We’ve been talking, you know.”

“I didn’t know. No. Talking about what?”

“About how stubborn I am!” she laughed, but she was wiping a tear away from her eye at the same time. “I don’t want to raise this baby alone, Aust3n.” I nodded at her, and she continued. “But more than that, I don’t want to be without Chris. I just…you know, we have to work through this.”

“Why?” I asked her. “Isn’t it better to be alone than to be with the wrong person?” I was bouncing my own question off of her.

“Of course it is,” she said, then patted my knee. “Definitely.” She looked me right in the eye, and I think she was answering the question I hadn’t asked. “But Chris isn’t the wrong person.”

“But–” I failed to get out the words. If he was the right person, why weren’t they together.

“This thing between us isn’t easy. Just because we were in love, I thought it would solve my problems. I thought it would make me a new person. Lessy bossy, better hair, all that,” she said, and I smiled at her, understanding everything. “But it’s not easy. I’m just the same person madly in love with someone else.”

“Is he madly in love with you?”

“He said to me that he always would be. That kind of love, it never leaves you. No matter what.”

“No matter what?” I said, echoing her questions in my head. “Not even in dire circumstances?”

“I don’t think so.”

“But I want to be a different person, Mol. I don’t want to be the same me, but madly in love. I want to be better.”

“Then start,” she said. I smiled over at her, rubbed her belly because she hated that, and said, “You’re right. I am. Right now.”