God, this is fun.
The first time I met Andrew I thought, there is no way any human being is this dear. No way.
But he is.
He’s dear and clever and joy made flesh.
No, really. Seriously. Andrew is JOY.
Also, he writes a ton and you can read his pleasure in his books, you can read how he is in love with being alive, how he loves romance and the act of writing.
(Also, J wanted to add that his D has a little evil in him and that she ADORES him.)
So, go love on his books and know that yes, he’s that dear. Truly.
Much love, y’all!