Character Interview with Ben
Why am I here?
‘Cause you’re the main character of this little book, that’s why
(Ben humped) It’s not the best day for me. I’ve been up most the night with heartburn. I’m tired and grumpy.
Okay, we’ll make this quick then.
(Nodding) Ok, so what is it you want to know?
How did you meet Shad?
That’s stupid, you’ve have already read that.
Not necessary, some people won’t even know it’s out. Others will be waiting for it to come out on Amazon.
(He rolls his eyes) I met him at a night club, we had an awesome night (and with that stupid love sick look on his face you understand) and then I left. Only he decided he wanted me to take something of his with him.
Like really, why these werewolves didn’t know this shit about themselves. I can’t honestly be the first one this has happened to over the last decade or so. They’d have to have known this could happen.
And for clarification…
I’m effing pregnant! Like…okay we aren’t completely sure how I am able to become this way, that’s for book 2 but it definitely has something about my ancestry and what changes in our bodies when we are mated to a werewolf. Because that’s what happened. While I was up in that room thinking, ‘oh this is a nice once in a life time shag’, the wanker was mating with me.
And so I go home like I would with any other one nighter only to feel like I’ve left something behind which wasn’t really correct, was it, apparently I actually took something.
Though I did miss Shad I don’t really think I ever connected that because I got sick, really sick and that became misery which was all I could think about.
I guess though if I was a girl I’d have automatically thought to grab a pregnancy test but…I’m not. Yet here I am pregnant…
(There’s a pause)
It’s something to get used to.
Anyway (Ben sighed) it’s all in the book. You can probably tell I don’t deal with it well, but there some more shit too. The heaven’s or whoever it is that messes with our lives felt I needed some excitement and by gods am I going to get it!
Next question (his eyebrows go up, asked along with his mouth)
Ah… um…(rustles papers) What are your thoughts on mating with Shad—and I mean if you weren’t dealing with being pregnant would you still want him? Want this?
(Ben sighs, his hand run against his stomach, his eyes get that moony glow to them) Shad’s a hunk. Big and strong and growly—which makes sense if you think about it, but I was drinking that night and like every other human in this day and age. I turned a blind eye. I Had no idea I was dancing in a known werewolf zone. It was there home, which, if you want to take notes, is 101 in telling if you’re dealing with a werewolf. He parties on home turf, he growls when he’s f***ing.
Okay, well, I’ve sexed a lot of men who growl when horny, it’s kinda my kink (he winks).
He’s a doll tho, makes you blush just by looking at you, then holds the door open and gives you kisses when you pass him.
Or was that a dream???
Are you living with him now?
Gotta there’s no way Shad could be that far away from me or his kid, and let’s face it, unless I want to be splattered all over the news I can’t let people see me. and if I stay at my home then I’d wouldn’t be able to leave and what kinda life is that.
The guys have all be great though. I’m having a blast getting to know them all. And if I look at them in a certain way, or I sigh real sadly they jump and get me everything I could ever need.
Maybe it’s not so bad being pregnant (he laughs)
At least not when you want something and can’t be bothered moving
(Again that laughed, I want to keep it on his face, it lights him up) or have someone else go out and get me something that’s not in the fridge.
Speaking of food, have you had any unusual cravings?
(Creases bunch up between his brows) not really. I’ve been too sick to want to really eat anything. Honestly the smell of toast would get my stomach wanting to visit my tonsils. And even though it seems that need has died down, now if I’m not visiting the porcelain gods my chest is burning up like a mother****er.
Apparently spoke… shit – gotta….sorry… (and off Ben ran, his hand covering his mouth, apparently the vomiting wasn’t over with yet)
About Ben’s Wolf Surprise
There’s something unsettling in having to tell a one-night stand that you’re pregnant with his child. When you yourself are a man, it gets…let’s call it complicated.
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An Excerpt from Ben’s Wolf Surprise
Ben rushed to the toilet, sliding into the bowl as he slipped on the bathmat. His fingers hurt as he smacked them into the porcelain moments before he spilled his guts out into the bowl.
His retching, the splash of liquid hitting water and the sting in his eyes were the only thing on his mind as he tried to get the poison out of him so that he could stop being sick. He really needed to stop being sick.
Please can someone make it stop.
Ben took a breath as he slowly straightened himself up. Hoping his stomach was over this burst. He grabbed at a handful of toilet paper and used it to blow his noise before he whipped his mouth and threw the clump into the bowl as he got to his feet. His head stayed on level, hanging over the bowl as he waited. A second, a minute, he didn’t want to stand, he didn’t want to be looking down at the bowl, but it was hard, these moments of calm.
Flushing, Ben stood over the sink, washed his face and mouth out before he grabbed at his toothbrush and started on his teeth. He couldn’t stand the taste, couldn’t deal with the fact that he’d spewed and even though he’d be here again, going over the same routine, like he had six times since last night. He needed to feel clean and without getting in the shower, his teeth were the next best thing.
Ben shuffled his way back into the bedroom then looked around. He didn’t feel that bad at that moment. Queasy, yeah, because of the recent spewing. But on the whole, his head wasn’t hurting, his body wasn’t aching and he didn’t have a temp. He was just vomiting, had been just vomiting for a week and a half now.
Ben did not understand why it was happening. He’d even been to the hospital about it and they sent him home after nearly a day on an IV and all tests coming back clean. He did not have food poisoning or gastro issues. He did not have fucking anything and the fact that he hadn’t spewed at the hospital itself hadn’t help, just got him home quicker.
He’d felt like a fool. Therefore, he kept it all to himself even though the sickness didn’t seem to be passing, didn’t seem to be anything even as he kept on doing it.
He drank as much as he could and he did seem to keep a lot of the water down. He even managed to eat a bit every now and then. Not as much as he’d normally consume but enough to say he’d eaten.
Smells seemed to be a big trigger. And the fact that he lived in a shitty apartment block meant there were a lot of them, at all different times. Each smell different from the next, nothing he could really track.
Breakfast was okay, toast and tea even, but any small waft of coffee and he’d be running to the toilet. The oily mechanic sweaty smell didn’t sit well with him either, which was weird, as it happened to be his favourite smell on a man.
Animal’s…he could not do them at all. Could not stand that animally smell they had, a smell he’d never really noticed until this last week. Dogs were the worst, they reeked in a way that got Ben backing away as quickly as he could. If one touched him, brushed against his hand, his body…well the last time it happened he was at his neighbour’s feet. Luckily, Daniel had been nice enough to wash away the evidence from the front steps.
Odder still was the fact that it took him four times under scolding water to wash the dog’s smell off him and he’d not been able to rest until he did. Could not sit still until it was clearly away.
A knock sounded around his apparent before Ben had made it to bed. He looked out towards the front of his apartment, even if all he saw from his position was the open bedroom door.
About Bronwyn Heeley
Bronwyn was always the ‘wait until the movie comes out’ kinda girl. This was because reading wasn’t her strongest point; the only books she was able to read were Baby Sitter Club: Little Sister and Paul Jennings anthologies
Add a 2yr old and another on the way, she needed a hobby, which she found in reading. Picking up a book opened a whole new world to her, one she never thought she’d ever be able to enter.
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