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An Interview with Trevon Campbell
One of the fun things about being an author is getting to know new characters. I say getting to know, because that’s exactly what happens when characters break into your head to tell you their story. As an author, sometimes we just make stuff up, other times; we listen to what our characters have to say. And when we can, we grab them by the shirt sleeve and make them sit down and answer a few questions! So, with that said, join me as I get to know Trevon Campbell!
MJ: Trevon, it’s good to see you! How have you been?
Trevon: Hi, MJ. Things have been good, challenging, but…good.
MJ: I understand, believe me. First, let me tell you how much I appreciate you taking the time to sit down and share me your life story. This is what, the third time we’ve sat down to chat?
Trevon: Yeah, and it seems like each time leads to another story. Am I getting paid for this?
MJ: (Laughs) Well, for one of them…the first time around was a freebee.
Trevon: (cocks and eyebrow) Hmm…
MJ: What? I had to do something to get my readers invested in your story. They know your sister but they don’t know you.
Trevon:Whose fault is that?
MJ: (clears throat) Look, let’s stay on task, okay?
Trevon: Fine, but you’re paying my babysitter.
MJ: I’m glad you mentioned your son, Justin. How is he?
Trevon: (smiles, full of pride) What can I say, he’s my heart.
MJ: I can tell. I remember the day we meet; you came off as a man who didn’t want to become a father. You were all about your car and your condo and living the life of a bachelor.What changed?
Trevon: (looks off in reflection) My past. Some people can’t live with their past mistakes. Me…well, (he chuckles), I was fortunate enough to have my past mistakes turn into a blessing. I will never forget the day Trina showed up and told me I was a father. Just wish she had told me when she found out she was pregnant. Two years was a lot of time to miss out on, you know?
MJ: Yes, I do. As a mother of four kids, I couldn’t imagine not being with them from day one. I must say, you seem to be a good dad.
Trevon: I learned from the best. It hasn’t been easy, though.
MJ: How so?
Trevon: Trina, for starters. I hurt her and she’s not ready to forgive me. I’m pretty sure if it wasn’t for the fact that Justin was sick, I would have lived the rest of my life never knowing that I had a child out there. Maybe she would have told him about me years from now. Maybe I would have looked up to see an eighteen-year-old man standing before me saying I was his father. Who knows? But, she didn’t, and now I have a chance to fix the mistakes I made…if she’d let me.
MJ: Well, I can only wish you the best. Keep your head up; keep doing what you’re doing, and maybe one day she’ll come around.
Trevon: Maybe. And can I tell you something?
Trevon: Thanks for giving me a chance to tell my story.
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Trevon Campbell’s world changed the moment his ex-girlfriend announced he was a father. Determined to make up for his past mistakes, he gives Trina what she wanted before their breakup, what feels like his soul, which means forgetting the woman he had a one-night stand with, the woman who stole his heart.
Kai Malone doesn’t want to play by her family’s rules. Instead of working for the family business, she became a firefighter. Being a female of multicultural descent, working in a field dominated by men, Kai focuses on her job to ignore the infidelity of her fiancé. Tired of his deceit, she gave in to a one-night stand with a complete stranger, someone she’d never have to see again…or so she thought.
When tragedy strikes, their worlds collide, leaving them no choice but to deal with each other again. It doesn’t take long for them to realize the attraction that brought them together the first time is stronger than ever, forcing Trevon to make the biggest decision of his life.
Justin jogged as fast as his little feet could carry him up the walkway to my home the moment Trina released him from the car seat. I bent down to catch him. “Hey, mini me.” I tickled him as I swooped him up.
He laughed, wrapped his little arms around my neck, and squeezed.
“Hi, Trina.” I tried not to stare too hard at the mother of my child and the tight jeans she had on as she leaned over in the back of her Trailblazer.
She regarded me as she unhooked his car seat. “Hi.”
I grabbed his weekend bag she held out to me, tossed it over my free shoulder, and walked towards the house. Trina followed with the car seat.
“You’re all dressed up for a Friday night. Got plans?” I fought the urge to look over my shoulder and read her body language.
“None of your business, Tre. We’ve been over this before.”
I decided to ignore her reply and focused on my son instead. “Are you ready for a fun filled man-weekend?”
Justin giggled. “Yes!”
“Make sure you stay on top of his medication, regardless of how much fun you’re having.”
“I always do. How did his doctor’s appointment go?”
“He’s doing well. The doctor is pleased with the results. There’s still no sign of tissue rejection which means he’s on his way to being completely free of the disease.”
Inside, I sat the bag and Justin on the sofa. He rolled off and ran for his room, attempting to drag his oversized bag behind him.
Trina watched in awe. “I just can’t get over how much more active he is. It’s like he’s trying to make up for the weeks he spent lying in the hospital bed.”
“True, plus I think he likes it here. It’s better than living in the confines of an apartment.” I wiggled my eyebrows. “Large rooms, no nosey neighbors, huge fenced yard. Perfect for a boy to run around in with his dog.”
Trina’s arms went across her chest as she sighed. “For the fifteenth time, no.”
“Come on. We’ve lived together before and it wasn’t bad. I know things didn’t work out last time and it was my fault. I promise it won’t be like that this time. We have a reason to try again.”
“No, you have a reason. We are fine where we live now. Justin has his own room and everything he needs. Quit trying to act as if your stepping into the picture is doing more for him than I have.”
“I’m not saying that at all. What I’m saying is with the two of us together, that will double the income─”
Her hand went up. “No, don’t go there. I make enough to pay my own bills. Keep doing what you’re doing. You know every bit you give goes into the bank to care for him. We’re good. There’s no need to mess up what works.”
I shook my head and kept my sigh internal. Trina could be stubborn and hard headed when she was hell bent on not listening to reason.
She brushed past me to go to Justin’s bedroom. I grabbed her arm and pulled her close.
In the eight months since she and Justin had entered my life, we’d made love once. Correction. It was one night fraught with emotion and worry before Justin’s procedure. The act itself happened multiple times.
Tears were shed. Hurt feelings revisited.
If Justin survived, we’d do our best to make things work between us.
That’s where our opinions differed. She wanted split parenting. I wanted them to move in and get back to what we used to have.
I wanted marriage.
Trina’s body came to rest against mine, her hand landed on my chest. The fragrance of the sensuous perfume she wore had me inhaling deeply.
“You know, this doesn’t have to be just a boy’s night. Stay with us,” I murmured, looking into her eyes.
Trina looked away and leaned against me for a moment, then met my gaze. “Tre…”
“Yes?” I took a chance and ran a hand over her shoulder and strayed towards her hip.
“That’s not a good idea. It’ll give Justin the wrong impression.” She looked away, though she hadn’t broken the physical contact.
My hand came to a rest at the top of her jeans. I leaned lower, letting my lips graze the top of her ear. Her body trembled. “I think the three of us spending time together as a family would be reassuring. Once he goes to sleep, we can spend some time alone, you know, see what it would be like for us to be mom and dad.”
“It would be a lie, Tre, and I’m not about to sleep with you out of convenience.” She pulled away and walked down the hall, severing the momentary connection.
“Trina, that’s not what I meant.”
She ignored me and walked towards Justin’s bedroom.
I stood in the hall and ran a thumb over my forehead. That didn’t go the way I planned. Not that I was planning anything in particular. I just wanted her to see what I saw…what our family could be if she stopped being defensive and gave in.
The walls between us had been breaking down for the past eight months, but the progress was slow. I wanted to move forward. Trina was the type that would stall for as long as possible unless someone took charge.
I may have lost this round, but there would be others.
About the Author:
M.J. Kane stumbled into writing. An avid reader, this once stay at home mom never lost the overactive imagination of an only child. As an adult she made up stories, though never shared them, to keep herself entertained. It wasn’t until surviving a traumatic medical incident in 2006 that she found a reason to let the characters inhabiting her imagination free. Upon the suggestion of her husband, she commandeered his laptop and allowed the characters to take life. It was that, or look over her shoulder for men caring a purple strait jacket. And the rest, as they say, is history.
No longer a television addict, if M.J. isn’t reading a book by one of her favorite authors, she’s battling with her creative muse to balance writing and being a wife and mother. She resides in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia with her high school sweetheart, four wonderful children, and four pit bulls. During the day, MJ is a librarian, in her spare time she is director of a local writer’s group, or online connecting with readers and other authors. Other activities she enjoys include: creating custom floral arrangements, assisting her children in their creative pursuits of music and art, and supporting her husband’s music production business, 3D Sounds.