--He doesn’t move as I walk closer, but he swallows rapidly, making a series of clicking noises in his throat. His nostrils flare, and a tremor works over him. He’s trying so hard not to let go. And it kills me. I don’t make him turn, but round the bed to his good side. To face him. The clicking in his throat gets louder. He sucks air through his nose. God, he’s pale and battered. “Drew.” My voice is a breath, and his lower lip wobbles. His gaze darts around as if he doesn’t know where to look and is about to break. I sink down beside him, and a shuddering breath rips out of him. He’s shaking his head as if to say no, no, no, and his face gets redder and redder. Gently, I cup his cheek. Drew’s eyes squeeze shut as he leans into my palm, and a tear leaks out. -- THE HOOK UP Confession: Drew has always had my heart. Ive loved him from word one. But, while I wrote him, I wondered if readers would love him too. Hes not your typical alpha hero. He doesnt need to prove his power, hes introspective and sensitive, he misses his parents, he cries when he hurts. I sent the manuscript to one of my good friends, and she replied that Drew was her favorite hero of mine. And I was honestly shocked. Not because I didnt think Drew deserved the love, but BECAUSE he isnt drawn in the typical hero cast. It still gets me just how much people love Drew. And I would never change him. I love him too much.
Posted on: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 22:52:35 +0000