As this is in a church, what comes to mind is either it’s a family brass (his – and he’s very, very cynical about love because all the marriages in his family have been dynastic) and she’s maybe a historian; or maybe she restores medieval wallpaintings (and perhaps his branch was disinherited and he’s super-rich and wants to buy them out so people won’t look down on his mum any more – he’s kind of brash and she teaches him to appreciate the past).

My poor ed :D Just when she thought she’d managed to get me off completely nerdy heroes… (And thank you for the lightbulb!)

That warm rush of emotion is so special. I get it when I hear my littlest one giggle, or my eldest gives me a grin and I can suddenly see the man he’s going to be. And sometimes I just catch my husband’s glance and I remember the very first time my eyes met his and my heart turned over… (OK, I’m just incredibly soppy!)

Do you normally find inspiration for your stories through images/antiques like these? Looking at the brass, what kind of story would you weave? Antique Dealer or Historian and a …????

I’m always interested to see where people get their ideas. :-)

Your post is awesome! Thank you for visiting with us! I hope you’ll stop back in when your next release comes up so we can be sure to buy it! =)

And I love the brass. You’re in such a glorious country to have so many unique antiques that remind us of how the past was chivalrous. I often wonder what love is myself, but then I look at my dh or my kids and I know while the feelings are different on many levels, they’re the same warm rush of emotion…

I get that same related feeling when I read something that moves me…like the heroine and hero’s final revelations. :-)