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About the author:
J.C. Boddington is an English rose with a naughty imagination and a wicked sense of humour. The only child of full-time caterers/amateur cabaret-dancing fathers, her adolescence was one unpredictable and hilarious adventure after another. Growing up in London, England, life was never dull for J.C., particularly when her culinary fathers allowed her to gatecrash some of their more extravagant events in the capital.
At 17 years old, during an aristocrat’s raucous wedding reception, J.C. caught the chief bridesmaid and the groom’s father in flagrante in a storage room. Sworn to secrecy, the scandalous affair sparked J.C.’s curiosity. After witnessing the drunken debauchery of countless party guests over the years, J.C. decided to pursue her dreams of becoming an author of romantic comedies, with many of the escapades she witnessed inspiring her sexy stories.
What inspired you to write your book?
I was surprised and somewhat overwhelmed by the positive response to my first book in the Independent Woman in Love Series. Writing has always been a fond hobby of mine, but it was after I published Certified Taboo that some of my lovely readers contacted me and (rather urgently) requested that I continue Val and Mandy's story. This prompted me to begin writing Escaping the Friend Zone, Book 2 in the series.
I grew up witnessing the upper class behaving with little decorum and much scandal. Escaping the Friend Zone, much like my other two published works, Certified Taboo and A Teacher's Revenge, was inspired by some of the more outrageous conversations that I've been privy to over the years.
I do hope that my readers will enjoy my new novel! Because of their unwavering support, which I am eternally grateful for, I've dedicated Escaping the Friend Zone to them.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Val wanted to feel Mandy gently stroking her shoulder-length, honey blonde hair until she passed out. Slipping her hands under Val’s T-shirt to touch her bare stomach. Pressing a tender kiss to the back of Val’s neck, like she used to.
Val would pretend to be fast asleep as Mandy’s fingers traced a path up her midriff, eventually brushing against the underside of her boobs.
Frustratingly, Mandy always stopped there. Val assumed that it was because her best friend respected her and didn’t want to take advantage while she slept. But Mandy’s respect for her drove Val crazy at university.
She’d sometimes wait for Mandy to fall asleep, before discreetly pulling her T-shirt up under her neck to expose her boobs. She’d scoot down the bed until Mandy’s open palm would rest over her bare breasts.
Still, Mandy refused to take the bait. When she’d wake up after a peaceful sleep, she’d brush her fingers across Val’s breasts, before tugging her best friend’s T-shirt back down to cover her modesty.
Val would silently wish that Mandy would continue exploring her body.