Current Word Count: 3470
Okay, so I think I’ve got it figured out. I realized last week that Rafe isn’t necessarily a jump in with both feet without testing the water first kind of guy. He’s one of those people who likes to sit back and think things through a hundred ways over before deciding on what plan of action is best. Which is why he gets frustrated with Vella as much as he does – she’ll just jump in. Plus he’s been in love with her forever, and refuses to tell her because he has secrets and he knows if he gets too close to her, he’ll end up telling her. And it could end up destroying them. (This is going to end up being a much longer piece than I thought it was going to be. There’s a lot of backstory that needs to be told, and I can’t just insinuate it into the piece I’m writing for the Autumn BI Anthology. This is going to just end up being a smaller part of the whole – more like a chapter in the story over-all, if you will.)
Rafe is a moody-broody-dude. I already knew that. But I got him drunk yesterday, and he divulged a lot of information. A lot. And yeah. It could destroy him and Vella. And I understand now why he has a no drinking rule. It’s not just because even a little bit fogs up his forecasts enough to make them almost useless. It’s because that boy can not keep a secret to save his life. And he’s got a few.
Also: This isn’t quite as much Vella’s story as I thought it was. It’s Rafe’s. Sure, she features, and she’ll have some scenes too. But this is Rafe’s story. Which is why he was getting mad at me. Well, that and he doesn’t like to talk about who he is or where he comes from.