p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"*/p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"God he hated these things. He as contractually obligated but that didn't mean he had to enjoy himself at these signings. He hated sitting for hours speaking no more then two or three words to people who stood in line for an hour to meet him. And why in the hell did anyone want to meet him? An overrated fiction writer who managed to scrap up enough material to write one measly book. And it wasn't even that good of a book. It was in the scrap pile of his writing when he had lucked into an agent and they demanded to see something publishable. He was much prouder of his later works but this one had been polished enough to submit. And now he would be branded as the guy who wrote it. Would they even want to read anything else he wrote? Or would he be pigeon holed into this genre?/p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Pay attention." his quirky little assistant elbowed him as his eyes glazed over before he reached for another book to sign./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Sorry." he mumbled an apology and smiled at the woman in front of him. She was rambling on about how sexy the main character was so he tuned her out some more. The next two women were the same and soon he was wishing he had never bothered to pick up a damn pen in the first place./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"Sure his main character, a green eyed devilish man who made the world swoon with his lopsided smirk, was meant to be sexy but he was never meant to be taken seriously. Anyone who understood anything could see how damaged Dean was, or they would if they bothered to actually look past his wit and sex appeal./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Cas!" Charlie was poking him in the ribs again but this time he actually blinked and looked at the woman in front of him. Woman was a generous term, she had to be more of a girl and Cas was instantly ashamed of his body's reaction to the petite dark haired girl. Her hair was long and curling down her body which was plenty appealing on its own. Her pale skin had freckles dotted here and there to make her look even younger but her ice blue eyes were stunning. She was currently giving him a smirk with deep red painted lips and an eyebrow was raised in a challenge./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""My apologies, I seem to be distracted by my own thoughts today." Cas apologized quickly as she gave him a full on grin. It was breath taking and Cas was suddenly very interested in sighing what she was holding./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""No problems, can't be too exciting signing your name over and over again can it Mr. Novak?" the girl spoke and her voice was like a fine whiskey tumbled around a glass of ice. It reminded him of some of the dark haired seductive women he had met while touring Tuscany that summer between high school and college. There was a slight accent that he couldn't place and he was very eager to hear her speak some more./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Its why they pay me the big bucks." he shrugged and to his surprise she gave him a light laugh. If her voice was sexy that laugh was enlightening. It seemed to come from deep in her chest and spread over him like fire./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""What's your name?" he asked her suddenly and he felt Charlie staring at him in shock./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Bianca." she said extending her hand and Cas eagerly shook it. Her skin was smooth and her fingers were attractively long and slender. They had tattoos on some of them and rings on others. He liked the style she was rocking, even if he couldn't quite place what it was called. A little hipster paired with punk with a dash of bohemian?/p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Cas." he said and then blushed because…well duh./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""What have you got there? It doesn't look like my book." he said quickly covering his idiocy./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Uh, its not. I hope you don't mind, I mean I do own like three copies of your book but I just wanted your signature on this. I'm a comic book artist and I…I kinda drew your book." she said blushing while putting down the book she held. It was all coloured drawings on thick paper and Cas picked it up. He had never seen his book illustrated, besides the cover that was. He glanced at the first page and he had to cover his surprise. This was good…amazing even. The drawings were very well done and the colouring and shadows captured more then just what he had written, it seemed to display what he had intended as well. The first look at his hero Dean blew his mind. She seemed to have changed him from sexy stereotypical hero to multifaceted archetype with a history of pain and violence that he never asked for. Cas was impressed./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""This is amazing!" he said flipping through the pages quickly. Each and every scene from his book was drawn out in amazing detail./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Really? You like it?" Bianca asked and her voice was a mix of pride and shyness. /p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Of course I do. Do you have another copy? I'd love to have one to keep." Cas said honestly. Charlie was almost having a seizure next to him. He rarely actually spoke to the guests let alone engage one in conversation./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Not on me, but I can get you one. I can send it to your fan mail address if you'd like." She said slightly apologetic./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""God no, I barely ever actually see that stuff." Cas leaned in to whisper to her while glancing behind her at the women who were quickly becoming pissed off with his extended conversation with Bianca./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Good to know." Bianca whispered back with a wink. Cas chuckled and grabbed a piece of paper from Charlie./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""This is my private number, text me and I'll send you an address to send it to. Would you like to sign your copy?" he asked hoping he wasn't acting a little too desperate by giving her his number. Please god let her be 18./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Sounds like a plan, and yes please. My co-workers will never believe I showed you this if I don't come back with a signature." she grinned. Thank god, co-workers meant she had to be over 18 to work right?/p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""All right, there you go Bianca. Be sure to text me so I can get you that address." he said as she smiled and put the comic into her little messenger bag. /p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""For sure, thank you Mr. Novak." she said smiling at him again. God he loved her face when she smiled./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Call me Cas. It was a pleasure to met you Bianca, have a great day." he smiled back even though he was self conscious of his smile. It was all gummy and made his eyes crinkly./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""You too Cas." she said and then she was gone, replaced with another woman who was pushing her book over the table to him./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"God he hated these things. He as contractually obligated but that didn't mean he had to enjoy himself at these signings. He hated sitting for hours speaking no more then two or three words to people who stood in line for an hour to meet him. And why in the hell did anyone want to meet him? An overrated fiction writer who managed to scrap up enough material to write one measly book. And it wasn't even that good of a book. It was in the scrap pile of his writing when he had lucked into an agent and they demanded to see something publishable. He was much prouder of his later works but this one had been polished enough to submit. And now he would be branded as the guy who wrote it. Would they even want to read anything else he wrote? Or would he be pigeon holed into this genre?/p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Pay attention." his quirky little assistant elbowed him as his eyes glazed over before he reached for another book to sign./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Sorry." he mumbled an apology and smiled at the woman in front of him. She was rambling on about how sexy the main character was so he tuned her out some more. The next two women were the same and soon he was wishing he had never bothered to pick up a damn pen in the first place./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"Sure his main character, a green eyed devilish man who made the world swoon with his lopsided smirk, was meant to be sexy but he was never meant to be taken seriously. Anyone who understood anything could see how damaged Dean was, or they would if they bothered to actually look past his wit and sex appeal./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Cas!" Charlie was poking him in the ribs again but this time he actually blinked and looked at the woman in front of him. Woman was a generous term, she had to be more of a girl and Cas was instantly ashamed of his body's reaction to the petite dark haired girl. Her hair was long and curling down her body which was plenty appealing on its own. Her pale skin had freckles dotted here and there to make her look even younger but her ice blue eyes were stunning. She was currently giving him a smirk with deep red painted lips and an eyebrow was raised in a challenge./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""My apologies, I seem to be distracted by my own thoughts today." Cas apologized quickly as she gave him a full on grin. It was breath taking and Cas was suddenly very interested in sighing what she was holding./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""No problems, can't be too exciting signing your name over and over again can it Mr. Novak?" the girl spoke and her voice was like a fine whiskey tumbled around a glass of ice. It reminded him of some of the dark haired seductive women he had met while touring Tuscany that summer between high school and college. There was a slight accent that he couldn't place and he was very eager to hear her speak some more./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Its why they pay me the big bucks." he shrugged and to his surprise she gave him a light laugh. If her voice was sexy that laugh was enlightening. It seemed to come from deep in her chest and spread over him like fire./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""What's your name?" he asked her suddenly and he felt Charlie staring at him in shock./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Bianca." she said extending her hand and Cas eagerly shook it. Her skin was smooth and her fingers were attractively long and slender. They had tattoos on some of them and rings on others. He liked the style she was rocking, even if he couldn't quite place what it was called. A little hipster paired with punk with a dash of bohemian?/p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Cas." he said and then blushed because…well duh./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""What have you got there? It doesn't look like my book." he said quickly covering his idiocy./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Uh, its not. I hope you don't mind, I mean I do own like three copies of your book but I just wanted your signature on this. I'm a comic book artist and I…I kinda drew your book." she said blushing while putting down the book she held. It was all coloured drawings on thick paper and Cas picked it up. He had never seen his book illustrated, besides the cover that was. He glanced at the first page and he had to cover his surprise. This was good…amazing even. The drawings were very well done and the colouring and shadows captured more then just what he had written, it seemed to display what he had intended as well. The first look at his hero Dean blew his mind. She seemed to have changed him from sexy stereotypical hero to multifaceted archetype with a history of pain and violence that he never asked for. Cas was impressed./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""This is amazing!" he said flipping through the pages quickly. Each and every scene from his book was drawn out in amazing detail./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Really? You like it?" Bianca asked and her voice was a mix of pride and shyness. /p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Of course I do. Do you have another copy? I'd love to have one to keep." Cas said honestly. Charlie was almost having a seizure next to him. He rarely actually spoke to the guests let alone engage one in conversation./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Not on me, but I can get you one. I can send it to your fan mail address if you'd like." She said slightly apologetic./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""God no, I barely ever actually see that stuff." Cas leaned in to whisper to her while glancing behind her at the women who were quickly becoming pissed off with his extended conversation with Bianca./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Good to know." Bianca whispered back with a wink. Cas chuckled and grabbed a piece of paper from Charlie./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""This is my private number, text me and I'll send you an address to send it to. Would you like to sign your copy?" he asked hoping he wasn't acting a little too desperate by giving her his number. Please god let her be 18./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Sounds like a plan, and yes please. My co-workers will never believe I showed you this if I don't come back with a signature." she grinned. Thank god, co-workers meant she had to be over 18 to work right?/p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""All right, there you go Bianca. Be sure to text me so I can get you that address." he said as she smiled and put the comic into her little messenger bag. /p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""For sure, thank you Mr. Novak." she said smiling at him again. God he loved her face when she smiled./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""Call me Cas. It was a pleasure to met you Bianca, have a great day." he smiled back even though he was self conscious of his smile. It was all gummy and made his eyes crinkly./p
p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;""You too Cas." she said and then she was gone, replaced with another woman who was pushing her book over the table to him./p