I just read a new book that was recommended to me by a friend. I almost read it simply as a favor because it didn't really sound like my normal fare at all. Except for the occasional vampire, I'm not much into paranormal, preferring gritty reality instead. So I opened my Kindle with a "okay, let's get this over with" sigh....and fell in love. I bonded with all the characters - they are witty and quirky and lovable, each in his or her own strange way. But Cheyenne is definitely my favorite as he tries to reconcile who he wants to be with who he is. He doesn't want to be an Incubus; he doesn't want to have supernatural Power, he prefers that it is his music that draws people to him.
But he discovers that it isn't easy to give up your birthright. Along the way to trying to do so, he falls in love, finds a core group of friends, saves his children from being stolen from him and manages to meld both halves of his life into happy whole. But, here, I'll let Trevann Rogers speak for herself:
"While waiting for their drinks, Alexander studied the deep grooves carved into the table, trying to ignore the friction of Cheyenne’s thigh rubbing against his as the musician tapped a heel to the thump of the DJ’s music. Once the drinks arrived, Alexander downed half the bottle before he realized Cheyenne’s large green eyes were staring at him.