╰☆╮AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: No Backward Glances by Kat Schuessler╰☆╮

No Backward Glances

When Lorelai Todd has her heart shattered by her boyfriend, she vows to never trust a man again. Six months later, she’s called to the hospital where she works to help with an emergency. She speeds to get there and is pulled over by Jay, a handsome cop who will eventually threaten to break down the walls she’s built around her heart.
After giving the sexy woman a warning and sending her quickly on her way, Jay regrets not asking her out. Fate seems to intervene when he’s called to the hospital to identify a potential kidnap victim and finds the nurse in charge is Lorelai, the beauty he pulled over for speeding.
He wastes no time in asking her for a date and she accepts, but hesitantly.
They learn they have much in common – from music to movies. But the most incredible thing they share is an amazing chemistry. The sex is red hot, they can’t keep their hands off one another.
Jay is falling for Lorelai fast, but he’s worried if she’ll ever be able to let her guard down and trust him. While he’s wooing Lorelai, Jay is caught up in the investigation to find the kidnapper who shot the young victim who brought them together. Lorelai finds herself involved, in more ways than one.
Their relationship is complicated by a mystery, danger and ghosts from their past.
But one thing is clear, their hearts are involved.
Can they beat the odds and find a future together?
Because there’s one thing for certain –
In the game of love – there should be NO BACKWARD GLANCES.

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EXCERPT

“So…I’m sorry if this seems a little forward, but I’ve been wanting to talk to you about something,” Jay said, sounding nervous.

“What’s up?”

“Well, we’ve known each other a while now and we’ve been hanging out a lot, but I’m still not really sure what we are. Relationship-wise.”

Rory immediately felt her stomach plummet to the ground. She wasn’t ready for this talk yet; in fact, she’d been dreading it.

“Oh, really?” She replied. She hoped he wasn’t going to push the issue, but knowing Jay, he would. She didn’t want to hurt him, but she was absolutely terrified to agree to any kind of commitment.

“Yeah. And I was just wondering what you thought, because I’d really like us to become kind of an exclusive thing.”

Rory felt her throat go dry, and she swallowed and forced herself to speak evenly. “I’m not really sure, either. I mean, we’re great together. I’m just not sure if we should put a label on it quite yet. I know it feels like we’ve been doing this forever,” she said, trying to do this the right way, “but really, it’s only been like, two weeks. Maybe we should just see where we’re going first. For right now, I’d just call us friends with benefits.

“To be honest,” she continued, “That doesn’t even feel like the right term. We seem like we’re more than that, which is why I say we should avoid labels, just for now. For now, we’re just..dating.” Rory refused to look at Jay. She wasn’t sure what his expression was, and if it was sadness or disappointment, then she would feel awful. So she just kept her eyes on the road and made the turns that the GPS told her to make.

“Okay,” Jay replied.

The rest of the ride was silent.

Rory pulled into the parking lot and parked next to Jay’s car, they got out of the car, and they walked up the stairs and into Jay’s apartment, all without saying a word. Guilt was worming its way through Rory’s body, and a momentary thought flashed in her mind; was this how Matt felt when he broke up with her? Did he feel as awful about hurting her as she felt about hurting Jay?

She sure as hell hoped so.

Rory took off her coat and shoes as Jay set up the movie and popped popcorn, even though they just ate and they each agreed that they couldn’t eat another bite. Now she looked at his face, and it didn’t tell her much. There were no emotions, just simple focus on the task at hand. It was almost like he was on auto-pilot, going through the motions but not really focusing on them. That worried her a little bit; Jay didn’t do auto-pilot, not with her. He always talked to her while he did everything, no matter what it was. This was bothering him, and she knew it.

She wanted to say something, do something to fix this, but she wasn’t sure what that was, so she just sat on the couch and waited for him to finish. He split the popcorn into two bowls, as he always did, brought them over, sat down on the couch and pressed “play” on the remote control. They sat through the first ten minutes before he paused the movie and turned toward her.

“Lorelai…are you seeing somebody else?”

“What?” She gasped, putting her bowl on the table in front of her. “Of course not. Why would you think that?”

“Then why won’t you commit to me? I know that’s what this is about; you don’t want labels because you don’t want to commit. Well, I do. I want to be able to be with you and say, ‘Hey, this is Lorelai, my girlfriend, and for you to be proud to introduce me as your boyfriend. I want this to be something real, and possibly permanent. Why don’t you?”

Rory sighed. “Jay…I don’t want to go too deep into it, but the last guy that I really committed to broke my heart. It nearly killed me, and I’ll be perfectly honest; I’m terrified. Just that first dinner with you scared me, let alone the idea of fully committing to you and opening myself up to you completely. Please understand that it isn’t anything wrong with you; you’re amazing. I just can’t shake the fear that it’s going to happen again.”

Jay took a minute, and then met Rory’s eyes with his own. “Lorelai, you mean the world to me. There is nothing I would ever do to hurt you, not in a thousand years. If it will take a little longer to prove that to you, then that’s okay; I’ll do it. But even if I can’t consider you my girlfriend, I want you to consider me your boyfriend, because I’m not going anywhere. Understand?”

Rory’s heart melted, and she nodded, unable to speak. She leaned forward and kissed him, and he put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him.

“Now that we’re speaking again,” he said, picking up the remote, “Let’s watch this movie and actually enjoy it. Deal?”

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Kat Schuessler

“Kat Schuessler has been an aspiring writer since she was a child, beginning with short stories starring herself as a superhero, hopping from sad stories to horror as she grew older, and finally landing on romance with her first published novel, “No Backward Glances”. She reads ceaselessly, plays the flute, and takes care of her two hamsters in her apartment in Ohio.”

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SYNOPSIS

When Lorelai Todd has her heart shattered by her boyfriend, she vows to never trust a man again. Six months later, she’s called to the hospital where she works to help with an emergency. She speeds to get there and is pulled over by Jay, a handsome cop who will eventually threaten to break down the walls she’s built around her heart.
After giving the sexy woman a warning and sending her quickly on her way, Jay regrets not asking her out. Fate seems to intervene when he’s called to the hospital to identify a potential kidnap victim and finds the nurse in charge is Lorelai, the beauty he pulled over for speeding.
He wastes no time in asking her for a date and she accepts, but hesitantly.
They learn they have much in common – from music to movies. But the most incredible thing they share is an amazing chemistry. The sex is red hot, they can’t keep their hands off one another.
Jay is falling for Lorelai fast, but he’s worried if she’ll ever be able to let her guard down and trust him. While he’s wooing Lorelai, Jay is caught up in the investigation to find the kidnapper who shot the young victim who brought them together. Lorelai finds herself involved, in more ways than one.
Their relationship is complicated by a mystery, danger and ghosts from their past.
But one thing is clear, their hearts are involved.
Can they beat the odds and find a future together?
Because there’s one thing for certain –
In the game of love – there should be NO BACKWARD GLANCES.

EXCERPT

“So, Jay. I feel I have to tell you this, because a lot of people tend to have an issue with it when they find out.”

“Okay,” Jay replied cautiously, expecting the worst. “I’m Wiccan.”

Jay glanced at her and raised an eyebrow. “Okay, what is that? That’s like…witchcraft and devil worship and all that, right?”

Lorelai scoffed and Jay instantly knew he’d said the wrong thing. “Witchcraft yes, but there’s no devil worshipping involved. We don’t even believe in Satan, that’s a Christian concept. We don’t do blood rituals, human sacrifices, or anything creepy like that. But like I said, witchcraft and magic is involved. Does that bother you?”

“Not at all. I’m agnostic. I am interested, though. Tell me more about it.”

Lorelai smiled, obviously surprised. “Okay. Well, we believe in the natural power that the earth has. Wind, Water, Fire, and Earth—the four elements. Technically, there is a god and goddess, but only for lack of a better description. All of our power comes from those four elements.”

“So, it’s like that Avatar series?”

Lorelai laughed outright. “No, silly, we can’t airbend or anything like that. We just perform spells by drawing power from the elements. But it’s not as simple as waving a magic wand and saying incantations like Harry Potter. You have to call the circle, which means asking the guardians of each element for their help.”

“Are there good and evil guardians, or elements? Like black magic and white magic?” Jay asked, growing increasingly interested.

“That’s the biggest thing about Wicca. Real magic is neither black, nor white. It depends on the person casting the spell. If they have evil intent, it will work as well as a witch with good intent. Here’s the difference, any magic you do tends to come back to you times three. So if you cast an evil spell on somebody, that will end up coming back at you three times stronger, or three times as bad as your original spell. If you cast a good or helpful spell, it’s just the opposite. It will come back at you three times better than whatever you did. It’s the three-fold law.”

“So, it’s like karma?” Jay asked, turning a corner. Her entire religion was one that he’d been taught to reject, but he was starting to like the sound of it.

“Yeah, pretty much. Other than that, the only real rule is the last eight words of the Rede, which is basically the Wiccan bible, of sorts. It’s a long poem outlining what being a witch means. The last two lines read, ‘These eight words the Rede fulfill; An’ ye harm none, do what ye will.’ So basically—”

“It’s saying to do whatever you want with your powers, as long as you don’t hurt anybody else,” Jay finished. “And the consequences of breaking that are

having the bad spell sent back to you three fold. That’s really cool, Lorelai.”

“Really?” she asked. “You don’t think it’s weird?”

Nodding, he said, “Yeah, maybe a little bit, but all religions are a bit weird. But it’s not bad, and it definitely isn’t evil. I like some weird things.” He looked meaningfully at her, this strange, beautiful creature in his passenger seat. “And I definitely like some weird people.”

“Okay, is that a compliment?”

Jay chuckled. “You’d better believe it, beautiful.” Then he reached forward and turned on the CD player and pressed play. The car filled with the sounds of heavy guitar and drums.

“I thought you’d like to jam out to the CD I burned. It’s got Avenged Sevenfold, Bullet for My Valentine, Muse, and Blind Guardian on it. It also has some Dream Theater, if you don’t know who they are, it’s time for an education.”

They listened to the music and talked until they pulled into the driveway. Jay parked the car and got out to open Lorelai’s door for her again, taking her hand as she slid out of the car. He walked to her door with her and as they stood on her porch for a moment, he suddenly felt like he’d gone back in time to his first date when he was in ninth grade, unsure of whether he should kiss her goodnight or not. He knew he definitely wanted to kiss her, but he wasn’t so sure about her feelings. Everything he knew about her pointed to the obvious conclusion that she’d been hurt somehow, and he didn’t want her to think he was pushing himself on her. When she hugged him goodnight, and he felt her body pressed against his in that slinky dress, he couldn’t resist. He pulled her in closer and slanted his mouth over hers, pausing to see if she would pull away. When she didn’t, he finally covered her lips with his. He felt her body stiffen and for a moment, he thought she was going to run away. Then she softened, her arms came up around his neck and she was kissing him back. He deepened the kiss, his tongue dancing with hers and his lips firmly pressed against hers, kissing her as if they were magnetized to each other. He couldn’t pull away from her if he tried. His hands roamed her body, molding to her hips and waist and pulling her against him. He heard her moaning, and he noticed how hard he had become from a single kiss. They clung to each other tightly, but after a moment, they each drew their head back to catch their breath.

After such a steamy kiss, Jay wasn’t exactly sure what to say, and she seemed to be in the same predicament. Finally, Jay simply brought her hand to his lips and kissed it gently.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Lorelai,” he said softly.

She smiled beautifully, and he felt proud of himself for remembering she was a hopeless romantic. To amuse her, he stepped back, put his left hand behind his back and bowed slightly, her hand still in his. She giggled and curtsied low in her small dress, before going inside and locking the door.

Jay got into his car and drove home. He was halfway there when he realized his head was still spinning so much from their kiss that he’d forgotten to buckle his seatbelt.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“Kat Schuessler has been an aspiring writer since she was a child, beginning with short stories starring herself as a superhero, hopping from sad stories to horror as she grew older, and finally landing on romance with her first published novel, “No Backward Glances”. She reads ceaselessly, plays the flute, and takes care of her two hamsters in her apartment in Ohio.

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