From VBC: Time for another character love letter. Kelly’s adoration for the mohawked club owner from J.R. Ward’s Black Dagger Brotherhood series is blatant, and we love her for it. We also really love how she negotiates for a shirtless picture of Rehvenge. Now, if only we can get her to share that photo…
You might remember me from Zero Sum. I was the girl stalking you through the halls and accosting you in dark corners. You know, the one who kept trying to get her hands under your sable. Oh, those were good times, weren’t they?
Anyway. I was thinking about you the other day. Okay, fine, twist my arm. I think about you all the time. The point is that I was thinking about you and I … you know, this letter would be easier to write if I had a shirtless picture of you. Not that the one I have right now isn’t good or anything but, well, shirtless would be better. I’m pretty sure you have some new ink since the last time I caught you without your shirt on. Tattoos should be admired, shouldn’t they? You’d really be helping them fulfill their purpose in life if you gave me a picture.
What was I talking about again? Oh, yeah. You shirtless. Err… I mean, how I was thinking about you the other day. See, I know that you’re not always a nice guy. My friends tell me that you’re a pimp and a drug dealer (like I didn’t know that already after all the nights I spent lurking in the shadows, watching you drop the hammer on those who didn’t respect your authority) but I think they just can’t see past the Mohawk and badass car. They’re intimidated, see? Don’t worry, though, I’m not.
Underneath all the sexy trappings and the stone-cold killer stare, you’re really a good guy. A good guy with beautiful purple eyes. And muscles. And there’s that thing you do when you get into my head that makes me shiver in both terror and delight. *dreamy sigh*
Rehv, I just want you to know that I’m here for you if you ever need any late night back scrubs with the Dial. I’m here for you if you ever need someone to hold your hand when you’re going in for your anti-venin. I’m here for you when you’re grocery shopping in the wee hours of the night for your DiGiorno pizza.
We’ll negotiate on the shirtless picture.
My eternal, undying and not-so-secret love will burn for you forever,