As more than one of my characters has learned, there is no resisting Rafe. I can hold my head up in their company, though, because I certainly gave it a good shot, for what? A week? That’s probably a record, for telling Rafe no.
2,141 words on his book tonight. He’s just so–persuasive.
This is going to be tough, though. He’s such a sybarite. I’m going to have to go wander some expensive stores, to figure out how he would describe the things he loves.
Here’s a hint, and maybe all you need to know, to know Rafe–his favorite piece of clothing is a silk robe.
But now I gotta go to bed. Sigh.