Meet the elusive Jay Levesque
Hi Jay, Welcome to the blog
Jay: (Smiles) Hi, It’s great to be here.
So tell us a little about yourself.
Jay: Well, you understand I can’t say too much, because of spoilers but more for personal work reasons.
I’m six two, I have hair that is dark, but in certain lights it shows up some chestnut color. Blue eyes that Connor says are really turquoise. Weird huh? My work’s secret. I have to keep it that way for the time being. I’ve recently moved cities and I’m loving Boston.
What about the story, can you tell us something about that?
Jay: It’s an adventure/suspense/ love story. (Grins) Naturally, it might not be an adventure if you’re on the receiving end of what I dish out during my work. It’s a love story for sure. I’m bowled over when I meet Connor. I’ve never felt like that before. The story happens in a warm and lovely environment, pale blue oceans, palm trees, but my life there’s a little dangerous. I’ve always been in dangerous work and I try to explain that to Connor towards the end of the story.
You mention Connor a lot. Tell us about him.
Jay: He’s brave. He’s hot. You know one of those guys who is really good looking and doesn’t know it. He’s a scientist, though not at all what you’d expect. I mean the stereotype of a scientist doesn’t fit him at all. He’s cool, loves music, working out, and me, thankfully. (Smiles)
What’s hot about the story?
Jay: The weather. Me. The love scenes. A sarong. (grins) And Connor of course. The first time I kiss him is so moving, I have to hightail it or fall down at his feet. I have to be fierce to him from time to time, so I’m hiding how I feel then, but when I touch him, damn, it’s like an electric shock right to my … uh … maybe I can’t say where here.
I think we can guess. Do have anything else you’d like to tell us?
Thank you for inviting me to talk with you. I hope people like the story. It’s really Connor’s and my own journey to something we’ve always wanted.
Thanks Jay. He smiles.
endings, currently based in southern UK.
ocean. I work with antiques by day and words by night. Like a vampire, darkness
is my friend, that’s when the silence is only broken by an occasional hoot of
owls in the woodlands opposite my home, and I write.
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