I’ve said it. You’ve said it.
Well, to mimic popular football commentator, Chris Carter— “Come on girl!” Do we really mean it? When Valentine’s, Christmas, or our birthdays roll around, wouldn’t we prefer to get something that means our guy intentionally inconvenienced himself to search laboriously through many a store— heck, many a city, to find the perfect gift to prove his love?
For all that I would like my DH to go shopping once in a while to show me how much he cares, mainly because he hates it so much, my three favorite gifts were indeed about thoughtfulness.
When we were dating, he was visiting the Grand Canyon and saw a postcard of a huge bolt of lightning hitting the Canyon. He sent me the post card with a note on the back that said, “I thought of you when I saw this because I knew if we’d been together standing on that cliff you’d have been in my arms.”
I can hear you now— awww. Actually, I’d have been flat on the ground trying to become a part of the dirt, unable to be budged until the storm was over. But it was a sweet, and sincere, gesture.
One winter, he came in from hunting, hiding something behind him. It was a Christmas present, a limb of a holly tree with a perfect nest attached, which he pulled from behind him shyly, extending to me, knowing I would love it.
My favorite came when he was working away from home on a drilling rig. After a few weeks, I drove to the location he was on to spend a few days with him. When I arrived he’d written me a two-page poem on notebook paper, very sappy, not especially literary, but totally from the heart. “My truly darlin’ dear…”
In Fire In My Blood, my new release, Cass thinks he has the perfect gift, the one that will win Elektra’s heart. Here’s the blurb:
When Aussie gem hunter Cass McKay appears unexpectedly on Elektra’s design shop doorway, her reasons for sending him away a year ago become…complicated, their passion for each other and her dark secret, intricately entwined. The truth will put their love and lives in danger.
One year ago on the eve of Carnival, Elektra broke their engagement after the “Blood” opal was stolen from them. No one steals from Cass, especially not when it cost him the woman he loves.
Elektra’s reason for breaking their engagement has now come back to bite her. Cass intends to return to Brazil, putting himself in danger to retrieve her opal, in hopes that Elektra will give their relationship another chance.
Staying out of Cass’ bed isn’t an option if she’s going to keep him safe, but coming clean might make things worse. Elektra is walking a tightrope between desire and deceit, and the truth could endanger not only their love, but their lives.
So what was your favorite gift? Who gave it to you and why was it so special?
Two commenters will receive my new release, Fire In My Blood, the first novella in the Gem Hunter series, available in several formats.