Do you believe in love at first sight? How about lust at first sight?
In the romance world lust/love at first sight -or instalove- happens often. And yet there are those who don’t believe this happens in real life.
Try telling this to my husband. Our story goes something like this: We met when I was seventeen and he was twenty-one. I was good friends with his sister, but for some reason, my future husband and I hadn’t yet met. However, his sister had a picture of me. When he saw it, he declared that I was the girl for him and that we were going to be together. Unsurprisingly, this annoyed his sister who retorted that he didn’t even know me; he could very well hate me when we met. My husband was undeterred; he knew what he knew.
A week later, we finally met. For my part, I had no idea why this guy was grinning at me like he knew something I did not. Apparently he did. :)
In FIRELIGHT, my first book of the Darkest London series, the hero instantly recognizes that the heroine is the woman for him. He just has to convince her of it –well that and convince her that he isn’t the murderer everyone believes him to be.
If only everything was so simple… (g)
In MOONGLOW, book two of the Darkest London series, my characters, Ian and Daisy, do not have an instant accord. Ian views Daisy as a pain in the arse –though he does admit that her arse is quite tempting. And Daisy views Ian as a pest, albeit an attractive pest.
“He was so sure she would melt. And for some reason, that spark of confidence in his eyes made her want to take him down a peg. She ought to flirt. Flirting was a well-loved cloak that fit her perfectly. Only now, the very idea of flirting made her ill. Still, she would do it, if it laid a trap for him.
“Hmm. A penny compliment. I’m all astir.”
Sharp canines flashed in the firelight. “Immune, are you?”
“Only when flattery is given by rote.”
“Then I shall have to try harder.”
“Or give up.”
Northrup dimpled, his teeth clicking as his smile grew wolfish. “I never give up.”
He said it lightly, yet a flash of something dangerous, almost feral, lit his eyes, and Daisy wondered at the notion of truly being the object of this man’s obsession. A chill chased over her skin. Rather like being hunted, she thought.
She shrugged, lest he see her disquiet. “There is a fine line between persistence and being a pest, my lord.”
He chuckled, the wild light in his eyes shifting to genuine amusement. “Now why do I suspect you’ve crossed that line more than a few times, my dear?”
Watching these take each other’s measure while slowly falling in love was great fun for me as a writer. I hope their journey will be equally fun for readers as well.
So what about you? Do you believe in lust/love at first sight? Has it happened to you? Or do you prefer to read stories in which love is hard earned? Leave a comment, and be entered to win a signed copy of both FIRELIGHT and MOONGLOW.
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