Interview with Stacey Kennedy, Author of Bound Beneath His Pain

What can you tell us about your new release, Bound Beneath His Pain?

The quote card below says it all. Bound Beneath His Pain is sexy read about Micah, a guy who has all he could ever ask for, but has a past full of secrets that he runs from, until he’s forced to stop running. And that’s what Allie does for Micah. She shows him the way toward healing and happiness.

Where did you write Bound Beneath His Pain? (your couch, a coffee shop, a bar… hey – we won’t judge)

I wrote Micah and Allie’s story in a few of my favorite places: on my couch, in my office, at my other office (I mean, my local Starbucks), and sitting around a campfire with a glass of wine.

What makes your world go round? Why does it bring you joy?

My family and friends. Whether it be spending a quiet night in, or going to the beach, or having a party, my world just wouldn’t be my world without my people. I’m very lucky and grateful to be surrounded by so much love!

What will your next adventure be?

Probably nothing, if I’m honest. I’m the biggest scaredy-cat of all time and totally not adventurous at all. But I’m hoping to travel soon to knock off something on my bucket list. Scotland sounds all too good to me!

What’s your favorite thing about living in Canada?

The beautiful landscape. I’m big into hiking, canoeing, and all that outdoorsy stuff, so there’s truly nothing more that I appreciate than the beauty Canada offers.

Do you have a motto, quote or philosophy you live by?

I’ve got three favorite quotes that have always stuck with me:

Sing like no one is listening.
Love like you’ve never been hurt.
Dance like nobody’s watching,
and live like it’s heaven on earth.

Those Who Mind Don’t Matter, and Those Who Matter Don’t Mind

Beginnings are scary.
Endings are usually sad.
But it’s the middle that counts the most.
Try to remember that when you find yourself at a new beginning.
Just give hope a chance to float up.
And it will…

What scene in Bound Beneath His Pain was your favorite to write?

My favorite scene to write is the one below. It’s a scene where Micah reaches his breaking point and knows he needs to change his ways or he’ll lose Allie. I suppose it was at this point in the story when I realized how much Micah’s past still affected him. It made my heart reach for him just a little bit more.

   I clench my fists, digging my fingers into my palms, trying to ignore the urge to bring her closer to me. It’s not so much a want as it is a need. She’s too far away from me right now. My mind is spinning, as I’m fighting to find the right words to say to her. She wants me to be this different guy. One I don’t know. But I want to be him for her, too. The one who knows how to do relationships.
I know how to fulfill desires. I know how to handle a woman’s body. But I don’t know how to deal delicately with a woman’s heart. “I shouldn’t be here,” is what finally comes out of my mouth.
“You shouldn’t be here?” she asks, incredulous. “That’s the first thing you say to me? Oh, my God, Micah. You’re seriously unbelievable.” She rises to her feet, arms flailing in the air. “I mean, you want me, you get me, you have me, then you leave me, but regret it later. Now you want to talk to me, but you shouldn’t be here.” She folds her arms, glaring. “Do I have that right?”
I nod.
She snorts and shakes her head in clear disbelief. “To be honest, Micah, this has all gotten a bit too complicated for me. I told you yesterday that it wasn’t going to work, and clearly it’s not.” She turns to move toward the door. “I think it’s best if you go—”
“Stop.”
I’m not sure what she hears in my voice that makes her freeze on the spot. I’m not even sure what I’m feeling, but the tension in my chest is squeezing my lungs and I can hardly breathe. She’s not looking at me, just staring at the door. She’s not even moving. But all I can manage is    “Please. Stop.”
She turns then, eyebrows drawn together.
I bow my head, unable to look at her, not wanting to show her weakness. Whenever she stares at me so intently, she bares me. She strips every layer, every shield, and I’m not even thinking of what I should or shouldn’t do. I only know that today I needed to come here. And now that I’m here, I can’t leave.
She finally gives a long-suffering sigh and approaches, stopping in front of me. “What do you want, Micah?”
Her soft pink-painted toes fill my vision. But I don’t need to see her. I feel her. I’ve felt her from the second I met her. The light of her warms the chill out of me. “You.”

Stacey Kennedy is the author of the new book Bound Beneath His Pain.

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