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Author Insight
Romance - revealing secret feelings
Protagonist Miranda Jones has not found the path to romance to be easy. Things never seemed quite right with Zack Calvin, especially when Miranda discovers he’s actually more attracted to her sister than he ever was to her. Someone completely different caught her eye when she first moved to Milford-Haven, and they did meet by chance quite awkwardly when they literally collided in the local hardware store. But Cornelius, as astronomer with NASA, traveled a great deal and mostly had his head in the clouds, or well above them, in the stars. But unbeknownst to her, he has actually been paying attention, and begins to send her postcards from his several international destinations. In this third novel, Cornelius makes his move, revealing the secret he’s held for so long. In this scene he reveals two more secrets of the extremely romantic kind. It all starts right here, where the artist and the astronomer begin to reveal their true feelings.
Book Excerpt
Why Hearts Keep Secrets
They rested on their sides, facing one another. He touched her cheek and asked, “Are we good, Miranda?”
“The best,” she admitted.
“You’re okay? You’re not . . . I’m not making you feel . . . I just want you to feel. . . .” his words trailed off.
She took a breath, let it out. “You want to know how I feel?”
“I do want to know.”
“Okay. I’ve never . . . I suppose I should be coy or something. But I can’t. I’ve never felt like this.”
He stroked her long, silky hair.
“I love talking with you,” she continued, “love to hear how your mind works. You make me laugh, and I need that. You respect my work and you get it, you get what I’m after, what I’m up to. You’re way ahead of me in some ways—”
He chuffed.
“. . . and I love that challenge. And I think between us, we see three dimensionally, the way it takes two eyes to see depth. It’s like that.”
“Because I’m a scientist and you’re an artist?” he asked.
“Well, yes. I like how that works. But also because you look up to the stars. Sometimes I think you look out from the stars, while I look at my earthly surroundings,” she explained.
“You don’t just look, you see what’s around you, see it well enough to capture it on canvas and paper,” he added. “And I lose track, sometimes, of what’s actually going on right in front of me.”
“And I get stuck in the weeds, lose the overview,” she admitted.
He nodded. “Makes us a good team.”
“Yes,” she said quietly. She took a breath. “You asked how I feel. Well, I’m not afraid to say all this to you. I’m excited we’re alive at the same time and living on the same planet. I’m not sure I can picture life without you, now.”
He stroked her arm, looked into her eyes. “I know it’s sudden. Or if not sudden, it’s kinda quick. But it doesn’t feel fast. Because it’s deep.”
“I know.” She inhaled, feeling that now familiar pull in her solar plexus, wondering whether, if she put his hand there, he’d feel the wave roll through the long flat muscle. “I thought for so long you’d never come.”
“I’m here,” he said. He stroked her hair again, and her face. “I promised to tell you about Tokyo.”
“Now?” She asked.
“I found something for you there.”
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