“Marmite, stop slobbering over the nice man. He doesn’t have any food for you, he’s here to ask Jonty and me a few questions about our new book.”
Marmite gave his owner an aggrieved look before spreading out on the floor, tail thudding.
“We’ll go to Kelly’s later, okay?”
Marmite snuffled his approval. A ball of white fluff approached him and they rubbed noses.
“You keep an eye on Doodle.”
Marmite curled around the puppy who settled against him, just as Jed pulled Jonty close, a protective arm around his shoulders.
“So, Parker…what would you like to know?”
“I wanted to ask Jonty where he gets the inspiration for his paintings.” Parker held twitchy fingers over his keyboard.
A pink flush stained Jonty’s cheekbones. “Wouldn’t you rather talk about lifeboat heroes or something?” He leaned against Jed’s much bigger frame.
“Nuh uh. My readers want to know about you.” Parker blinked.
Jonty licked his lips. “Well, I kind of get lost in my surroundings. The light is so perfect here in Cornwall, so clear. Everywhere I turn an entire palette of colour is right there and I just want to get it on canvas. Does that make sense?” He turned to gaze at Jed as if seeking reassurance. Jed bent down, planting a firm kiss on Jonty’s lips.
“And what will your next work be?”
“I’m…um…trying my hand at a nude portrait series.”
It was Jed’s turn to blush.