Interview with Hugh Wilkes from Desert Heat by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985)

Hi everyone,

My M/M military erotic romance novella, Desert Heat, re-released (it was originally part of the Unconditional Surrender boxed set) yesterday, and I wanted to do something a little different. So here’s an interview with my lead character. Enjoy…


Please tell us about you: job, hobbies, special talents, and anything else you would want to share.

Hi, I’m Hugh Wilkes and I’m a Captain in the British Army. I must admit I don’t have an awful lot of hobbies as my job takes up so much of my time, but I do enjoy reading. Special talents? Hmm… does being good at my job count?

Where did you grow up?

I grew up in Wolverhampton, which is in the West Midlands, England.

Tell us about the first time you met. Was it love at first sight?

I first met Rustam at Camp Bastion in the Helmand Province of Afghanistan. He’d been assigned as the interpreter for my squadron. It definitely wasn’t love at first sight because that’s a pretty ridiculous notion, but he definitely caught my eye—and not just because we were being introduced to each other.

What drew you to each other?

It’s difficult to say, really. Sometimes two people just have that “thing” between them, don’t they? That attraction that draws you to each other. I can’t say what brought it on, but it was there pretty early on and just intensified as we got to know each other.

What is your favorite part of him?

His eyes. I’m a sucker for those brown eyes.

Do you love a challenge? If so, how do you handle it?

Oh yes, I love a challenge. It’s pretty much compulsory in my line of work.

Favorite vacation spot.

It’s not about the location—it’s about the company. I can’t wait until Rustam and I are in a position to take a holiday together.

Favorite eye color?

I think I may have already answered that 😉

Care to share future plans?

I can’t say too much without giving our entire story away, but let’s just say we’ve got some hurdles to overcome before we can truly have our happy ending. But the future is looking bright.


Excerpt from Desert Heat:

Captain Hugh Wilkes sucked in a deep breath, steeling himself for the heat he was about to be subjected to, though he already knew all the deep breaths in the world wouldn’t help. Darkness had fallen on Camp Bastion, in the notorious Helmand Province of Afghanistan, but there would still be residual warmth left to seep away throughout the small hours. Then the sun would rise, and it would start all over again. It was a damn desert, after all. But, all being well, it would be his last ever tour of the godforsaken place. The British Army was already preparing to pull out. The manpower had been reduced drastically over the previous months. It was time to leave the Afghans to get on with it. They weren’t being abandoned—far from it—they would still receive aid, training and money for years to come. But the British Army was no longer needed, apparently. It was still a volatile place, which would no doubt be monitored very closely, in case strategies needed to be reconsidered.

None of that was down to Wilkes, though. He was here with his platoon for six months, doing whatever they were ordered to do by their Company Commander, Major Hunter. It was unlikely they’d be doing any fighting—they weren’t here for offensive operations. More probably they’d be accompanying their vehicles, weapons and ammunition across the country as it was transported to the air base to be sent back home, or patrolling towns and villages as a show of presence, to reassure and protect the inhabitants.

There was only one way to find out. Grabbing his kit, he headed toward the ramp of the huge C17 aircraft with his colleagues, and followed them out onto the airstrip. Immediately, he was hit by the overwhelming smell of aviation fuel. As he moved away from the airplane this was replaced by the dry atmosphere.

Wilkes imagined he could feel the grains of sand coating his throat and tongue. He’d soon get used to it—he always did. Plus, on the bright side, he’d end up with a nice tan at the end of his deployment. Mentally, he crossed his fingers for a nice, event-free tour of duty. Letting his guard down wasn’t going to happen, naturally, he just hoped it wasn’t necessary. Hoped the insurgents would play nicely. The country was completely different to how it had been when Allied forces had gone in after 9/11. Some fantastic progress had been made, but it still wasn’t completely safe. But then, where was? People died in picturesque villages in the English countryside—though generally not courtesy of IEDs, AK-47s or suicide bombers.

Shoving the thoughts from his mind, Wilkes walked along the tarmac with the other members of the platoon, ready to find out where he was sleeping for the night. A few hours of shut-eye were absolutely necessary, as he’d no doubt be called to a meeting with his boss, Major Graham Hunter, first thing in the morning. The last thing he needed was to be tired and fractious when he was due to talk with the bombastic old fucker—he barely tolerated him as it was, and keeping a firm grip on his temper was a must. He was worried that one day Hunter would make one homophobic comment too many, and Wilkes wouldn’t be able to bite his tongue. Telling the Major exactly what he thought of him was something he’d dreamed about many a time, but he remained realistic—it would be Wilkes that would end up being given a dressing-down for insubordination, and no doubt Hunter would make his life hell. Even more than he already did, anyway. Not to mention if he flew off the handle, he’d be outing himself at the same time. He’d remained firmly in the closet ever since he’d joined the army—he wasn’t about to make it general knowledge now.



Their love is forbidden by rules, religion and risk. Yet still they can’t resist.

Captain Hugh Wilkes is on his last tour of duty in Afghanistan. The British Army is withdrawing, and Wilkes expects his posting to be event-free. That is, until he meets his Afghan interpreter, Rustam Balkhi, who awakens desires in Wilkes that he’d almost forgotten about, and that won’t be ignored.

Please note: this book was previously published as part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle.

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Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at:

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