First, a note regarding my last post. I'm not sure I'll be able to share the story of my romance, as my husband is very private and it's obviously his story, too. We'll see. On to today's post...
Do any of you ever read a book and think of a song that could be the theme song for that book?
I haven't. At least not as a reader. But as a writer, I'm finding that it's amazing how much more passionate my writing is when I've found a song that embodies the romance in my story. I'm still working on To Know Who You Are, adding the new dimension I've mentioned. I've been working madly on it lately and making a lot of progress.
Then, just last night, my daughter watched Ever After again. I've always loved the sound track and the score to that movie, but I don't think I ever appreciated the song that's played during the credits. Well... I was in a back room working on a beautiful scene that leads up to that moment when he realizes he's in love. Then the door drifted open, just as the closing credits began. And just as the music swelled for the chorus, I realized that THIS is the theme song for this book. The words don't fit it exactly, but the spirit of the song is oh-so-perfect. All I can say to how the scene is unfolding is wow.
I found a YouTube video of it to share, and I'm also going to share a little clip from my book for you (as it stands right now). So click play and start reading. Enjoy!
“I’d better go,” she said.
He reluctantly released her hand. She slipped behind the wheel, and he shut the door for her. “I’ll see you in two hours or so.”
She smiled. “See ya.”
He stepped back and watched her drive away. Two hours. He didn’t want to let her go even that long. Which showed just how much trouble he was in.
He put his truck into gear and headed for home, his thoughts tumbling.
He wanted to be with her; he wanted to run. He wanted to pull her into his arms and never let her go, but he also wanted to keep her at arm’s length until he had answers for the myriad of questions pounding through his brain.
Did he love her? He didn’t know. All he knew was that she was by far the most fascinating woman he’d ever met. And she seemed to find his company tolerable, which certainly added to her attraction.
But that didn’t have to mean anything, did it? Whoever said that a man had to fall in love with the first woman that came along?
Never mind that she was the most enchanting thing ever to walk God’s green earth. Never mind that just the thought of her thrilled him like nothing else... that he spent every moment with her wishing it could last forever, and every moment away from her counting the hours until they were together again.
He may as well admit that he was in serious danger of falling in love with her. In fact, he probably had been from the beginning. And that wasn’t good. She still didn’t know who and what he was, and there was no guarantee that she wouldn’t go running in the opposite direction when she found out. He still had no idea how to go about telling her, either.
He made his way home, showered, and dragged his thoughts away from her long enough to find something suitable to wear. He flipped through his closet and found a black pair of slacks and a black silk shirt. That would do.
He slipped them on, ran his fingers through his hair with a quick glance in the mirror, then turned to the clock. One hour gone; another to go.
Was there any chance she’d be there early? He thought it over for a moment and made up his mind. He would leave now. The worse that could happen was that he would find himself pacing a country club sidewalk instead of his porch, which was all he’d end up doing if he stayed here.
Half an hour later, he was there, but it seemed ages before he thought he caught a glimpse of her getting out of a black BMW. Yes, those were definitely her parents, and that was Kyra, dressed in—
His mouth went dry. She was gorgeous. Stunning. A vision in some soft color between silver and blue that reminded him of the mists in the Highlands.
He headed toward the entrance, wanting her to know that he was there but not quite ready to face her parents yet. He wanted her to himself for a moment. For hours. Heck, for the rest of his life.
She didn’t seem to notice him as she followed her parents inside. The doors closed, and he took a deep breath. Maybe he should wait a moment before going in. And maybe through a back door would be best.
He moved around the building and found another entrance in the shadows of a large fir tree. He drew near, just as the door opened and someone in misty blue slipped out.
“Hey,” he called softly.
She whirled around, and the last of the daylight caught her face. “Jason!”
Her smile nearly knocked him off his feet.
And then he knew...