Apparently some people have issues with his hand being in the waistband of his briefs/pants. Hey, he’s selling them! He’s a model. *grins* He’s doing what they tell him to do…. um…. sorry, got distracted.


When writing, it helps to have a visual image or three of the archtype character you’re writing about. Not that this person IS your character but gives you some sort of idea on what you’re seeing. A visual exercise if you would.
So yeah, this really is where I started with Cole. Someone definitely Asian mix with a bit of sultry. So… Here you go 😀



Tonight’s dinner was a lazy dinner. Tossed a marinated roast beast into the oven with golden potatoes. Now we’ve got the Aristocats playing on the telly as I’m writing a kiss in this chapter.

Our Winner for the drawing is Abby! Please email me at rhysford (at) vitaenoir (dot) com and we can work out where you’d like your gift certificate!
AND you guys kill me. Really? A tie? REALLY?
I shoulda voted. I could have been the deciding vote!
Thank you all for playing. The poll received 550 votes total I believe. And you people really have it in for Cole’s bed.
Reaching for him was easy. Holding him close was even easier. Jae folded into me, curving his body against my chest and wrapping his arms around my waist. It felt good to have him tuck his head under my chin, and the tickle of his hair in my nose was a sublime pleasure. It was like having a full-body orgasm encasing me in its tight grip.