Hello, real-lifers, it’s Alexis again. Yes, I’m still here, even after what I did Monday and Tuesday. So either Kristie doesn’t know yet that I posted two whole chapters of Promise or just doesn’t care. I guess we’ll find out soon. I’m a little giddy today. Tristan’s here! Yes, he still makes me giddy. That’s a good thing, considering we’re supposed to spend forever together.
I’ll start by telling you a little bit about the true love of my life. First, he’s absolutely beautiful. Yeah, you probably get that already, with all the gushing I did over there. But I can’t help it. And he’s much more than just good looking. He’s an amazingly talented artist and a math geek, too. He likes to cook, ride motorcycles and watch sunsets on the beach.
Tristan: Sounds like a personal ad. Except the math part. That’s not very sexy.
Me: Even the math part’s sexy about you.
Tristan: Haven’t we had this conversation before?
Me: Um, yes and no. We had to delete that scene.
Tristan [frowning]: Too bad. I kind of liked that scene.
Me: Don’t worry. There’s still lots of kissing and, um, other stuff. So, well, [trying to be sneaky here] what were you like as a kid?
Tristan [answers with a scowl]
Me: Okay, fine. I know you don’t like talking about your past. What do you want to talk about?
Tristan [smiling now]: You.
Me: Today is about you. What’s your favorite memory?
Tristan [huge grin]: Hurricanes.
Tristan: Specifically, Hurricane Alexis.
Me [blushing profusely]: Um, yeah…well, they don’t know that part yet. And if we’re not careful, that might become a deleted scene, too.
Tristan: Right. I certainly don’t want that to happen. No secrets out of these lips. All of my favorite memories would get us in trouble, though. I guess there’s the time you threw the dart at me. Or our first sunset. Ah. Our first kiss. That’s an excellent memory.
Me [grinning]: Yes, it is.
Tristan: And then there was kicking Edmund’s ass.
Me: That’s a horrible memory!
Tristan: I would have never let him hurt you, my love.
Me: So sex and violence? Those are your favorite memories? You are such a man!
Tristan: Most definitely. [He winks. And if you don’t know what that does to me…shiver.]
Me: You’re avoiding the real you.
Tristan: We’re both pretty good at that, aren’t we?
Me: Yeah, I guess we are. So, real-lifers, you’ll just have to read the books to know more. Maybe Kristie will bring us back sometime, if you ask her nicely.