Hey there, everyone, I just wanted to give a heads-up on the current progress of book two. I stopped working on it full-time to participate in the Writathon but still got about 9 chapters with close to 30k words written for the next book. I am aiming for it to be just as big as the first one, maybe slightly less. We will see how it goes. But with the Writathon finally coming to a close, I will be working on it full time again. So, I wanted to share a small sneak peek of the upcoming chapters. It's still rough around the edges, but I hope you enjoy it and are as excited as I am to start getting into the second volume of the story. And if you want to wait till it starts releasing, feel free to do so as well. I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas or whichever holiday you celebrate!

-Xam_I_am

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Snippet from Book 2 of "Two Weeks Between Love and Hate"

Jason let out a long and frustrated sigh as he sat in his refurbished ‘94 Honda Accord. Sure, he could have easily afforded something newer that looked a bit nicer. But he didn’t need or want anything fancy. Anyone who knew Jason personally knew he liked to keep things simple and was obsessed with everything retro. He just couldn’t see the point of squandering his hard earned money on a new car when the older generation of cars were a million times more reliable. Plus, it got great gas mileage. Not that he had much of a commute anymore since moving closer to his work. Unfortunately, that was probably going to change in the near future as well. But right now, none of that was important.

He was parked outside a large mansion in the most expensive and exclusive housing tract in the Tampa area. It wasn’t the first time he had been here either, though it was the first time there without there being some big party he was forced to attend.

Jason still wasn’t sure why it had to be him either, but he guessed he would find out soon enough. With a groan, he rubbed his face roughly and threaded his fingers into his hair, which was starting to get a little shaggy lately.

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“I should get a cut before my next fight.” He said, looking in the mirror of his sunshade, lifting the semi long locks of dark hair and letting them fall to the side. “I wonder what Jill prefers.” That had been a rather frequent thought lately. Jason flipped the mirror up and let out another long sigh as he thought about his new girlfriend and how he was forced to be here when he should be there with her.

“Just get in there and get it over with. I still gotta stop by the office after and claim overtime,” he grumbled. If he was going to have his vacation cut short, he was going to make his work pay for his time. Even if he were on salary, he would get something out of them.

With one last deep breath, Jason let it out slowly and stepped out of his car, grabbing the top of the roof to pull himself up from the smaller vehicle. Although the SUV he rented was nice on vacation, it wasn't worth it in the long run. He grabbed his pack, which held a few tools he thought he might need, from the passenger seat and started his trek up to the mansion.

Once he was at the front door, Jason rang the doorbell, waiting for a response. The intercom sounded shortly after. A soft feminine voice came over it.

“Hello? Can I help you?” They asked sweetly.

“Uhh yeah, my name is Jason. Vince sent me over here to work on something for him.”

“Oh, right! Vinny said he was sending someone over to fix up the surround sound today. Hold on, I will be right down.” Jason’s eye twitched something fierce. He was here to set up a fucking sound system. They had to be joking. There was no way that his vacation was slashed for something so asinine. His blood boiled as he realized that it was, most certainly, something Vince would fucking do. The urge to kill was rising quicker than even he expected. Fingers popped as he clenched his fist tight around his backpack straps.

It was almost five minutes later that Jason finally heard the sound of the doors unlocking. When the door opened at last, he saw the real reason Jason was the only one Vince could trust to come do this for him.

“Hey there! Sorry for taking so long. I had to get dressed. You kinda caught me in the bath when I saw the alert on my phone.” Said the bright, bubbly, blonde woman who answered the door. She was dressed in a skimpy robe that fell down to just above her knees. Her large bust was trying its damndest to explode out the front. As she stepped aside to let Jason in, her robe slipped slightly to reveal the tan lines from a skimpy bikini. Droplets of moisture still sat on her skin, some rolling down, disappearing between her cleavage.

“This is fucking ridiculous.” He fumed to himself, trying to keep calm.