CHARACTER INTERVIEW - Dylan (From the Inside Out #3) by S.L. Scott

Four years ago, I was tempted with money, prestige, and power by a woman who offered to give me the world. That lifestyle came with a price. I had to leave the love of my life—the one person who had already given me everything I would ever need. 

Today I watch Jules Weston in another man's arms. Wanting... needing her back in my life again. But there are obstacles that keep us apart. Her boyfriend. Her best friend. Her anger that has raged inside her over the years. 

Despite those, I’ve returned to take back what's mine. The one thing I regret leaving behind—her heart.

Never before seen interview with Dylan Somers! 

**Warning: may contain spoilers for Scorned and Jealousy. Read at your own risk!**

Hi, Dylan! *sneaks a hug in* It’s a pleasure to have you here at Romance Addict. How are you doing? Your life has been taking some unexpected turns recently hasn’t it?

*Hugs her, then chuckles while looking around the room briefly. Eyes return to Tricia* You can say that again. Anyway, thanks for inviting me. I’ve heard many good things about you. And you’re just as pretty as Brandon says.

Go easy on me. I’m not really comfortable talking about my personal life, but since S. L. will kick my ass if I don’t answer, let’s just jump right in.

My life has changed tremendously over the last year… well, it really started to change almost four years ago, but I’m not sure I want to go back to that time right now. *rubs hand through hair anxiously* In regards to the last year, my life really changed when I ran into Juliette at a restaurant. Something happened. Something inside of me changed. All the emotions I’d repressed surfaced again. *looks straight into Tricia’s eyes* Emotions that I had no right to feel anymore, but had never left me.

So, why don’t we start off easy? Tell me…What does a typical day in the life of Dylan Somers look like?

Boring to most, I’m sure. On the weekdays, I wake up early and work out. My building has a gym in it, which is convenient for weights and that kind of equipment. After that I get ready for work and leave, usually grabbing a coffee from the coffee shop downstairs. Once I step foot into the office my day is flying. I work in finance, so the stock markets around the world are already in full swing. I’m not a broker, but I have to stay on top of what’s happening to best forecast for my clients.

For a while there, I was taking my lunch down at a park with Jules, meeting her there. It was nice to get out of the office and take the break, but it was nice for other reasons as well. We don’t do that anymore. Maybe one day we will again.

I usually work until seven or eight. If I don’t have clients in town, then I go home. I have a treadmill in my apartment that I’ll run on while watching the news or returning more emails from our foreign offices. I try to start relaxing around nine. I’ll watch sports recaps or a game, a movie. I sound dull. I work a lot. That sums up my day.

Before Jules, what would you have described your dream girl to be like? And now after Jules?

Before her, I was in college. My standards weren’t about dream girls. It was about getting laid, so I have no real reference to before her. After Jules, everyone has been held up to her standards. It wasn’t just about her looks, though she’s beautiful. She was, and still is, this complete package—smart, funny, caring, hot body, and great sex. Don’t tell her I talked about our sex life. She’d kill me.

Do you like where you are in your life now? If not, what would you change about it?

I love my job. I’ve worked hard to get where I am. I gave up my life for it. That’s the only thing I would change. I’d now give up my job to get Jules back. It’s my only bargaining chip and it’s not one that would change our fate. It’s not my job holding her back from giving me a second chance. So there’s no power in it anymore.

What was the first thing you noticed about Jules? Or what is the first thing you notice about woman in general?

*with a smile* Someone’s eyes. Everything you need to know about a person is right there. The magic comes in if you can actually read them, read the person. It’s not about their words or even body language. It’s about the feelings all of those other things try to hide. I’m very good at reading people.

As for Jules, she was Juliette back then and the most gorgeous girl I’d ever seen. When we met, I didn’t just see her hazel eyes, I saw my life flash before me. I knew she was the one meant for me.

I know this might be an impossible question, but I’m curious as to what are the top three things you love most about Jules?

Yeah, wow. There are so many sides that she hides from the world, but can’t hide from me. Top three:

1. She’s nurturing. I know some won’t believe that since they met her as Jules, but Juliette loved everyone and she cared for them. She likes to take care of others. She’s just lost her way on that for the world to see, but I know at her core being, she’s still that same caretaker.

2. She’s thoughtful – both in action and emotionally. She processes her world, sometimes to the point of over thinking. But she sees the value in considering things before making a final decision. I’m making no sense, I know. It’s just I wouldn’t be in her life at all if she had let her emotional side win. She’s also thoughtful in how she treats others. She’s genuine with them, honest… *sighs* As honest as she can be without hurting others. Life sometimes makes it hard to balance.

3. I shouldn’t say this, but the sex. We had incredible sex. We were young when we met. We kind of grew up together in a sense. I mean, that’s what your twenties are about, finding out who you’re supposed to be. Our sex life developed with that. She was adventurous and hot, innocent, and so fucking sexy. Just like she was in life, she’s a giver.

This might be hard to talk about, but why the coffee pot?

I could say so much about that, but I’m afraid that no matter what I say it won’t justify it. There will never be a solid reason to my actions. Jules and I have talked about it. She knows why I did what I did. With that said, the coffeepot doesn’t have great meaning. It’s not a symbol or a message I was trying to send. It was just another part of the downfall.

If there was one day you could erase in your life, which day would that be and why?

Over three years ago. March 14^th. I’m sure you expected this answer. I considered March 13^th, which was the day I thought I made the decision to leave her. Yes, I had put things in motion, but it wasn’t set in my mind. It was the morning of March 14^th that I looked at her, this beautiful woman who I had slowly started to destroy over the last few months, and knew that she would be better off without me. I don’t mean it to sound self-righteous. There was nothing in my actions that was selfless. I just started to realize that morning that it was too late. I was in too deep.

Then she got the call from the gallery. She’d been working non-stop and I was over it. It felt like she had chosen them over me. I know that’s ridiculous and immature, but knowing that she was going back to them that night, it sent me over the edge. At the time it felt like that made the choice easier. It didn’t. Just made it faster.

Let’s put in a happier question, what’s the most romantic thing you have ever done for a girl?

I like to think I can romance a woman. As for it meaning something and going all out, I’ve only done that for one. Since the best memories I have from that night probably greatly differ from Jules’, I should probably just let this lie.

How does it differ? You don’t have to go into details.

If asked, I’m sure she would mention everything that led up to the moment we returned home. But I remember every detail from the time we opened the front door until the next morning watching the sun expose the fun we had the night before. In very vivid detail. We had made a mess of the place and it was amazing.

Okay, I always like to play a little word association game. What’s the first thing that comes to mind when you hear these words?

Books.  Lord of the Rings

Bed. Sex

Food. Steak

Love. Juliette

Home. Jules

Kinky. Valentine’s five years ago

Music. Concert

Clothes. Necktie

Movies.  Pulp Fiction

Thank you so much for putting up with all the hard questions, Dylan. I’m so glad you decided to stop by. Please be sure to come back any time you like! I would love to have you back here *sneaks in another hug*

*Embraces Tricia, lifting her off the ground* I’m glad I finally got to meet you. *sets her down* Thanks. This was good. *laughs* Kind of therapeutic in a way. Hopefully next time we see each other, I’ll have Jules with me. All of that *sighs heavily* remains to be seen though. *Flashes smile* Life is crazy. All I can do is show her how much I love her. From there, it’s up to her. Wish me luck.

*swoons* Be sure to one-click Dylan on September 29! 

Ever since that fateful day, I became an expert at avoidance.

Avoiding attachments. Avoiding relationships. Avoiding love. 

My company became my constant, the only companion I needed… until a chance encounter with Jules Weston. I met her at a most vulnerable moment. Despite the tears that streaked her face, I fell in love the first time I ever laid eyes on her. I needed her in my life.

She was broken, but I knew I could heal her. I would wait until she let me into her heart, allowing me to love her. And maybe, just maybe, one day she could heal me too.

Go back to the books that started it all...

Scorned (From the Inside Out #1)

and

Jealousy (From The Inside Out #2)

 are out now! 

We shared a love that regulated every heartbeat and every breath we took. It was all encompassing. I thought our love could withstand time and anything thrown our way.

I was wrong. So wrong.

I used to be happy. I used to be Juliette Weston when Dylan Somers filled my life with promises of love and a happy ever after. But when he took my heart and broke it into a million pieces, I became someone else entirely. In one afternoon, I lost my soul mate. I lost everything I knew myself to be.

Three years later, the man who destroyed me is back.

To assuage his guilt? To finish the job? It doesn’t matter… I won’t let him this time. I’m stronger. I’ve moved on. He won’t affect me.

This is a story of love and betrayal. Pain and loss. Happiness and fate. It’s about finding your true destiny.

This is our story.

And it’s not for the faint of heart.

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S.L. Scott is a former high-tech account manager with a journalism degree pursuing her passion for telling stories. She spends her days escaping into her characters and letting them lead her on their adventures.

Live music shows, harvesting jalapenos and eating homemade guacamole are her obsessions she calls hobbies.

Scott lives in the beautiful Texas hill country of Austin with her husband, two young sons, two Papillons and a bowl full of Sea Monkeys.

Her novels include Naturally, Charlie, Good Vibrations, and A Prior Engagement.

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