Not his type, not her type, but when faced with the inescapable and inexplicable, all they have is each other.
Not his type.
It should have been simple. A temporary move from London to Leeds to manage the office while a boss is sick, but as Fyn watches the workforce enjoy a summer party, he feels more than guilt over the looming downsizing.
He’s tasked with making many happy people redundant, and that includes Libby Pasternak, who has her face painted as a tiger, wears boots on a summer’s day, has an ear full of piercings and is so distracting, she almost bowls him out at cricket. Unthinkable.
Most conflicting of all, why is he even thinking about seizing the moment, instead of his rule concerning getting involved with employees—especially with one so not in his league?
Not her type.
Libby likes blond surfer dudes with big dreams and even bigger smiles, not a guy like stick-in-the-mud Mr. Sensible, otherwise known as Fyn Marlowe. Then he gives her a lift home from the office party, and she finally has to admit to herself the depth of her Grand Canyon-sized crush. One that chokes itself to death two days later, when he erroneously accuses her of screwing up a major account. She may be a bit different, but her work is always the best.
Their blazing row resolves with her getting sacked, ending any chance of exploring where things could have led.
His type, her type—none of the preconceived ideas of a perfect partner matters when the world—literally—comes crashing down.
Review: Kiss Interrupted starts out as a very nice and ordinary romance but quickly escalates into something else entirely. Part sci fi, part apocalyptic doom, Libby and Fyn must figure out a mysterious, suffocating fog that inches it’s way towards them in a world devoid of other humans, animals and any form of mass communication.
Libby is a fun character. In the opening of the book she is sporting a tiger-painted face at a carnival and enjoying herself as she fails at games and sports. She comes off as a carefree spirit, constantly scolding herself for noticing her boss, Fyn, and trying to convince herself he’s not her type. Even when the world explodes, she doesn’t break down – she keeps up the internal chatter to remain steady and upbeat and to rescue Fyn.
Fyn has his own internal chatter, battling his conscience over his attraction to Libby and the fact that he’s going to lay her off soon (along with a lot of others). Then the explosion happens and the fog comes in and all the rules go out the window. The stuffy boss becomes slightly carefree and even a little fun. He embraces his interest in Libby and sets out to make his time with her the best possible.
I wasn’t crazy about the fog part of the story – just not my genre – but the romance through it was good. I do think the time spent in the Ann Summers store was a missed opportunity. Some good times could have been had, even if it was just for the shopping and a bit of playing around. However, the writing is excellent and the book did keep me involved to the end. I had to know what the fog was and how they got out of it. Despite that it was a little sci fi-ey for my tastes, Kiss Interrupted was a good book.