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 Progress: Interrupted (Book #2 in The Progress Series)

After the emotional turmoil that was ‘Jesse’ subsides, Charlie manages to find peace with her decision to leave him, despite her conscience telling her otherwise. But saying goodbye to the drama proves to be an easier task than she anticipated.

And although Charlie’s life continues to test her strength, her will, and her motivation to pick herself up and dust herself off, she carves a new path. Making positive changes in her life, she gets a new job, a new apartment and a new guy; everything is nearly perfect. Nearly.

Hundreds of miles away, Jesse isn’t faring too well in their aftermath. But within his darkness he finds a purpose, and reconstructs himself with one goal in mind:

He needs to find his Charlie.

Reviews

“…Interrupted pulled every emotion out for me. I was happy, sad, angry, laughing, crying…What a rollercoaster. This was definitely one of my top reads for 2013.”
-Author Missy Johnson

“…I felt anger, sadness, happiness, frustration. Just like with Progress, Amy Queau has wrote a compelling and original book…”
-Author Claire C Riley

“…I recommend this when it is officially released, you may want a lot of tissues at hand though…”
-Author Mercy Cortez

“Author Amy Queau has done it again! You have created an amazing emotional story. I can’t wait to see what is in store next for Jesse & Charlie. I am such a BIG FAN!!!! Book three can’t come soon enough! THIS IS A MUST READ SERIES!!!”
-Jessica’s Book Review

“While Progress was good, this one is even better. I devoured this book!”
-KDH Reviews

 

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            “We have unfinished business,” Jesse said. “You know that, right?”

            She swallowed and, keeping her eyes on the table, she nodded.

            She glanced up at him and saw sadness in his eyes. It was the first time since he had returned that she saw the reasons she adored him: his vulnerability, his inability to communicate his emotions accurately, and his sheer, simplistic beauty. Everything else was always so complex; he always had a thousand words about his day, his bike, his girls and his music, but when it came to Charlie and the way she made him feel, he was a little boy trying to sound it out. He could never quite come up with what to say, or figure out when to say it. But when Charlie stared down at this table, emotions stirred more than any words, phrases or sentences could describe.

            I think the room is spinning.

            “I’m going home now, Jess. I just came to make sure you were okay.”

            Just as she was closing his door, she heard him murmur, “You should have done that a year ago, Charlie.”

“Kiss me,” she said as soon as the elevator doors closed.

“What?” he said, as though he was uneasy with the request.

“I said, kiss me. This was a really big moment for me, and you’re ruining it by hesitating. I want a kiss. We can deal with the two of us later. Just kiss me,” she demanded again.

His frown eased into a smile as he quickly leaned down to kiss her. With one hand behind her neck, he pulled her mouth to his. Helping the adrenaline slow in her system, Charlie melted at the touch of his soft lips. Fearing what might happen if she allowed herself to lose herself completely, she pulled away and smiled.

“Thank you. Next time, don’t hesitate.”

He let out a laugh as the doors opened.

~

            “It’s been a big weekend for you,” Samuel said as Charlie was lighting her cigarette.

“It has,” she paused, thinking of what the scene upstairs must have looked like to him. “I’m so sorry you had to see that up there. I mean, I don’t think I would have been able to go through with it if it wasn’t for you, but there’s just a lot of history there that might have been difficult for you to understand.”

“Because of me? How did I help you get through it?” he said.

She shrugged. “You helped me in a way I don’t think I can ever put into words. Just by being there, you helped me.”

He nodded, pretending he understood. Then he shook his head quickly. “What are we doing, Charlie? I mean, what is going on? I’m a little confused.”

“Okay, so I haven’t done a ton of thinking about this yet. I was trying to get through one thing at a time, and honestly, the Percocet has been messing with my coherency. But, I know we can figure out something.”

He nodded.

“Do you have any ideas?” she said.

“Well, I had one, very flimsy idea, but I hadn’t decided if I wanted to tell you about it.”

“Tell me.”

“No.”

“No?” she said.

“Nuh uh.”

She laughed, “Tell me.”

“Well, since I just escaped a very long, very shitty relationship, and you initially wanted to take things slow and are obviously going to need some time to heal…” he stopped, taking a deep breath in and exhaling again, “I thought maybe we could just choose a time frame, say two months, before we do anything physical. You know, like, physical.” The pain of that sentence alone left its remnants on his face.

“Oh,” she whispered.

“Yeah, see? See why I didn’t want to mention it?”