All these things are absolutely lovely and I’d be the first to accept them gleefully, but I think true romance is often a lot harder to see. I guess to me Romance co-exists with True Love. It might not be gushy or obvious but it is always there between two people who truly love each other.
And I think the most romantic thing in the world is when someone stands by their partner when it would be far easier to walk away. For this reason the most romantic part of the traditional wedding vows in my opinion are the lines that say, “For better, for worse, in sickness and in health.”
A while back there was an email forward doing the rounds about a VERY young couple who were engaged. The female was in the final stages of cancer but they both still wanted to get married. They did and she died five days later. THAT is romantic.
I read an article in a magazine a while back about a woman who couldn’t have sex. She had been married for five years before her and her husband had their “wedding” night, medically assisted. THAT is romantic.
Another article I read last week was about a 26-year-old woman who aged forty years in the course of a few days due to an illness. Her young, good-looking husband said he still loved her and desired her and would stay with her, despite her looking more like his grandmother. THAT is romantic.
And although it has been done loads, one of my favourite scenes in romance novels is when the hero or heroine are looking after the other one while they are sick. To take care of someone when they are ill is ROMANTIC to me. 🙂
In ONE PERFECT NIGHT, Cameron realises he’s getting in deep with Peppa when he hears she is home from work sick. Instinctively he goes to her and takes care of her. It’s one of my favourite scenes and I’d like to share an excerpt with you:
“What are you doing?” Penelope met him in the hallway with a major scowl on her face and her hands pulling tightly on the tie of her robe.
She looked washed out, her hair hung limply about her shoulders and her eyes were bloodshot but she didn’t sound sick. She sounded pissed off. Strangely, she was still beautiful.
“I came to see how you were.” He held up the abundance of medication and the ginger ale. “I talked to a pharmacist and he said, depending on your symptoms, there should be something here that can offer relief.”
She rolled her eyes and sighed. “Well, since you’re here, I suppose you’d better come in.”
As she was sick, and adorable, he ignored her insolent tone and followed her into the living room. She gestured to the couch. “Take a seat. I’ll be right back.”
He sat in a spot still warm from her body and while she went off to do whatever it was she had to do, he unloaded his quick fixes onto the coffee table and spread out the DVDs.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. In the bathroom Peppa forced herself to breathe. Before her the positive pregnancy test still languished on the vanity. She scooped it up, spun half a roll of toilet paper around it and then shoved it to the bottom of her bin. She placed a hand against her chest hoping to regulate her hyperactive heart.
What was he doing here? More to the point how was she supposed to sit alongside him and make small talk knowing what she did? That his baby was—hopefully—blossoming inside her. Deciding to simply take it one minute at a time, she changed into her velour tracksuit pants and a baggy T-shirt. She glanced in the mirror, noting that her dire outfit had nothing on the state of her face and hair. Perhaps he’d be scared away by her ghastly appearance.
Yet, when she walked back into the living room the sight of Cameron leaning back against the couch, his shoes discarded on the floor and what looked to be a chemist shop laid out on her coffee table, suggested he was here to stay.
Deep, deep down she couldn’t be disappointed.
I hope you enjoyed the extract and I’d love you to share with me what your definition of true romance is.
Thanks to the girls at Everybody Needs A Little Romance for having me today.
Peppa Grant’s fellow employees may call their new CEO Mr. McSexy, but she’s also heard that he’s aloof and distant. Cameron McCormac certainly seems cold toward Christmas when she meets him at the company’s annual party…but he’s also the sexiest man Peppa has ever seen. And when he offers to forgive the damage she accidentally caused to his expensive car in exchange for accompanying him to his family’s holiday get-together, she agrees.
Cameron needs a date to the family party to get his matchmaking relatives off his back. Their chemistry is instant and undeniable, leading to an incredible one-night stand. But Peppa wants love and family, while Cameron’s only interested in temporary pleasure. When their relationship takes an unexpectedly serious turn, will he run the other way—or will he give love a second chance?
Thank you so much, Rachael, for your beautiful definition of romance! Readers, you can find Rachael around the web at the following links: