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EXCLUSIVE: Benjamin Chambers and Trafalgar Square – Anna Bloom


So I love my bestie, Anna Bloom, and I ADORE ADORE ADORE her series – The Uni Files and The Art of Keeping Faith (Book two) is OUT NOW!!!!

I had the privilege of reading this weeks and weeks ago and dear god, my emotions were all over the place. If you thought year one was bad, wait until year two. I was constantly texting Anna, caplocks and everything! But my beautiful Benjamin, my Benny boy. My heart ached and killed and you will see why when you read The Art Of Keeping Faith.

I’m hoping you will love Zoe in it too…she is awesome 😉 hahah.

Anyway, Anna wrote an exclusive scene JUST FOR ME and I thought “hmmm everyone loves Ben, so I should really share him.” So here is my generosity for you 😉 hehehehe.

Be warned, it MAY be spoileri-sh, but we all love spoilers hey HAHAHA


It’s official. I can’t feel my legs.

My left butt cheek went numb forty-five minutes ago. That was twenty minutes after my right ankle started to sting with stabbing pins and needles.

I’m not moving though. I am going to sit right here until she turns up. She will turn up. Won’t she?

Something happened yesterday that I wasn’t expecting. Lilah McCannon finally let me go. I’m not gonna lie, it came as a bit of a blow.

What she doesn’t realise though is that I am not letting go of her. Is she completely crazy? This is Lilah, so of course there are always elements of the crazy involved, but that crazy? That’s just downright demented. There is no way I am walking away from her, I knew it months ago, way back in March when I was offered the contract in the States. I knew it the moment she told me I should go, and I knew it yesterday when I watched her back unwillingly out of my room.

I had a plan though, I always had a back-up plan. There was always something in place just in case she decided to go through with it.

Now I am sitting waiting for her on the fountain at Trafalgar Square. Waiting for her to realise her mistake and find me here. She will realise won’t she?

I guessed she would. Well I hoped she would that’s why I left her the get of jail for free card in the form of an iPod and a post it note.

Dave and the others are going to be pissed when I don’t turn up at the airport but I know I can’t leave without having this resolved. Lilah thinks I don’t know why she let me go. She thinks that I deserve more than her. Again with the crazy? So I have come up with a compromise. I am going to go. I am going to go to the States and give Sound Box a chance but under no circumstances am I allowing Lilah McCannon to break up with me.

It’s just not happening.

Saying that though, I have been sat on this fountain for four hours and there is no sign of her. She must have found the Post-it note, and listened to “Hey There Delilah,” by now?

Or maybe she finished her exam and decided to go out somewhere and get trashed. I didn’t think of that before. Why the fuck didn’t I think of that before? I should have waited outside the exam hall so I could pounce on her the moment she left the building. It’s been twenty four hours without kissing or touching Lilah McCannon. Twenty four hours is a long time. I wonder how bad it’s going to be when I am in a different country to her on a permanent basis? I have a feeling it’s going to suck badly.

I am just sliding my phone out of my pocket when I catch a glance of a girl standing opposite the fountain. She is panting, bright red and has her head dipped low between her knees.


I am up off the fountain and stepping towards her in one long stride, my hand automatically reaching for her skin.


She came.

“Take your time, Lilah,” I sarc. I can’t help but laugh as she glares up at me from her head down position.

“It’s a bloody long way to run Ben.” Lilah straightens up and I move myself against her, feeling her fit perfectly against my body. I run my hands down her bare arms until my fingers link with hers.

“Did you know there was a Tube strike today?”


I’m not really in the mood for discussing the current transport affairs right now though.

“I am never going to let you, let me go, Lilah. Do you understand that?”

“But. . .” I don’t let her speak anymore, I pull her in towards me and lower my mouth towards hers. I kiss her for everything that she and I are worth. Everything that we are and always will be together.

“So I’m not allowed to let you go?” she breaks away to ask. “What if I was secretly just waiting it out, making excuses, you know how shit I am at breaking up with people.”

I stare at her, meeting her eyes as my heart thuds in my chest. “But?”

Lilah grins at me, her beautiful smile that makes her grey eyes sparkle like the sky at dawn.

“Ben.” She pulls me back in towards her. “I’m bloody kidding, I’m an idiot. You must know this by now. Please don’t ever let me, let you, go.”

“I won’t.”


“I promise, that I will never ever, let you, let me, go.”

“Don’t break that promise.”

We stare at each other, and for a breathless moment it feels like we are the only ones standing in the middle of Trafalgar Square on this hot July day.

There are so many things I want to say. I want to ask her if I can just go home with her and not bother going on the plane. I want to know if she fancies being my wife and staying by my side for the rest of our lives. But at the same time I know there are a lot of people with high expectations for me, Lilah is just one of them.

So instead of asking her to marry me I say “I’ve got to go and catch my plane.”

And she says. “Go get them Benjamin Chambers.”

I lean down and kiss her again putting my heart and soul into it. Then I turn pick up my guitar and start to walk across the square, forcing my feet to move away from her.

I turn and catch her watching me leave with an expression of part pride part heartbreak on her face.

I flash her my cocky smile I like to reserve to piss her off. “Don’t drink too much hey Lil!” I call out.

She shrugs. “Who me? Are you kidding?”

I am at the edge of the square when I hear her shout at me.

“Ben, come back soon.”

I turn and smile.

I am so going to be back soon, because there is no damn way I will be able to stay away.


The Art of Letting Go – Year One
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The Saving of Benjamin Chambers (Short prequel)

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The Art of Keeping Faith – Year Two
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Ten reasons to LOVE ‘The Art Of Letting Go’ – Anna Bloom (+ Excerpt)


Ten reasons to love The Art Of Letting Go

Anna Bloom’s debut novel – The Art Of Letting Go (the Uni Files, Year One) is released TODAY! YAAAY! I had the pleasure of reading this awesome book a few weeks ago…and it’s definitely 5 STAR material.

So I have put together ten reasons why you should buy The Art of Letting Go and why you should love it.

1) Ben Chambers. No further comment, jut Ben *sigh*

2) Lilah – Although you will want to kill her at times, she’s pretty damn cool!

3) Lilah and her drinking- you WILL buy wine in the bucket loads.

4) Ben’s cuteness – You will most definitely find that out!!

5) Tristan the arse – hes an arse but a nice arse 😉

6) How Lilah lives by Taylor Swift songs

7) Ben singing a Taylor Swift song.

8) Ben and Lilah together


10) Ben singing this…..

And now here is the excerpt from Ben and Lilah’s first date: there may be a song involved….

6th October

12.45 a.m.

I have just managed to say a chaste goodbye to Ben at my door. By chaste I mean there was definitely kissing and fumbling but clothes remained intact and fastened. That’s chaste, right?

What a date!

Seriously, if that was a first date, then what would a second date be like, or a third? Or, I don’t know, what would forever be like, if I got to wake up with him every day?

I can’t think now. Need to sleep. Sleep good. Think tomorrow.

The Date

A date done Ben-style is unlike any I have ever known. It blows any other first date completely out of the water.

It’s a good thing I said yes. He made it sound spontaneous, but I think he must have gone to a lot of effort. Well, a lot of organising effort.

Ben navigates us through the public transport system, the whole time not telling me where we are going. We end up outside a pub that looks a little on the dodgy side, right in the heart of Borough Market. He walks calmly up to the door and pushes through, exuding an air of confidence that I could only ever dream of, while pulling me through the door after him, holding me close to his side.

The first thing I am surprised by is the sight of Meredith and Tristan, more so by Tristan, but it seems these two are a double act these days, so I choose to ignore it.

The second thing I am surprised by is the sight of the rest of his band mates all standing over in the corner with their instruments behind them. I have seen them in passing at Fez Club, but we never talk. I swing back around to Ben and find him watching me closely, gauging my reaction.


“I told you, I am going to make you mine. Figure I can help you make up your mind,” he explains.

He is grinning like a Cheshire Cat, completely in his element and looking so incredibly hot it is taking every ounce of willpower not to jump him right now.

This is amazingly perfect. I love live music and now the sexy boy from next door is going to sing live—to me! It does not get any better than that. All thoughts of John, and where I should be, completely run from my mind. They do not just run, they leg it on a 100-meter sprint.

I jump up and plant my lips on his. He smiles and kisses me back. My hands are in his hair and I can feel my body start to melt inch by inch towards him when there is a sarcastic cough behind us. Tristan.


Ben makes a show of dragging over a stool into the centre of the room and placing me on it before walking over to the rest of the band who all greet him with bro-hugs, you know the kind that proclaim, “Yeah, we are guys, but we hug. So what?”

Ben slides out of his jacket and heads towards the microphone. My knees are practically jack-hammering up and down with anticipation as I stare at him. His blue check shirt is catching against the lights, and his hair is almost jet black in contrast.

“So anyway, this is a date of sorts,” he speaks into the microphone.

His voice sounds so outrageously sexy that it’s a sheer miracle my knickers don’t just explode right there and then.


He gives me a nod, which I return, beaming like a bloody idiot.

“This is for Delilah,” he announces and laughs into the microphone as he starts to pick out the notes to “Hey There, Delilah.”

No, he really is going to play it. Funny-funny!

I can feel Meredith and Tristan pull up chairs alongside me but I don’t take my eyes off Ben as the band start to play.

Forty-five minutes later, after playing a completely off-the-cuff acoustic set, Ben tells the bemused crowd at the pub that he needs to have a break to snog the sexy brunette sitting in the middle. I duck my head down to avoid the stares as the whole place breaks out into cheers and clapping. He strides towards me and I jump out of my seat like a thirteen-year-old at her first concert. I wrap my arms around his neck and place my lips against his. He is hot and sweaty, but if anything, that makes him even sexier.

Damn that man!

The rest of the pub all start to cheer or maybe jeer, but I just keep my eyes closed and ignore the jibes and calls.

This may possibly be the single best date ever.

Taylor is singing “Fearless” in my head. I am feeling pretty fearless.

Nothing can ruin this. Well, nothing apart from a girl dressed only in a scarf.

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