Histories, quirks, scars, desires and needs. The men of Twisted Intent have all of these. They’ve had them for weeks and weeks. Until yesterday, however, the boys had no faces.
That’s right. Hair, eyes, jawline, cheekbones, lips and brows had been ignored entirely by this veteran romance writer.
Appalled at this revelation, I got myself to a thesaurus and lashed myself to all manner of synonyms.
Now that appropriate noses have been found, we can all breathe again.