February 12, 2014

Valentine’s Day is right around the corner and most guys are probably rolling their eyes and moaning, “I just got through Christmas” or “Man, I screwed up with my last gift. I really need to give her something great. It’s too cold to sleep in the doghouse.”

Relax guys. I’ll tell you want woman. Romance.

Romance is not something you can buy in a store. It doesn’t cost a cent. The expensive flowers are great, and so are the chocolate and jewelry. They’re appreciated, but they’re not romance. And if they’re presented in a less than a romantic way, you’re dog meat.

Romance is when a guy shows the woman in his life how much he cares for her. Like, placing his hand on the small of her back as they walk side by side, brushing her hair back from her face, or leaving for work and rushing back in the door, again, for another kiss. Make her a cup of tea or rub her shoulders. Or surprise her with a candle lit bath.

I think the most romantic thing my DH has ever done for me is send me a postcard telling me he really loves me for no reason of all—not my birthday, not Valentine’s Day, not an any anniversary . It really doesn’t take much to make her heart swell.

Love isn't one-sided by any means. My DH loved to have his back rubbed too. He loved his favorite fresh baked pie. He loved that I sat beside him and watched a game--any sport. He loved that I would let the romantic in me shine not only on Valentine's Day but also every day.

So, for the ladies reading this blog, help the guys out and share what you’d consider romantic? And what plans do you have for your love?

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Autumn Jordon is a quiet nut who writes both contemporary romance and romantic suspense. Her most recent story, PERFECT, remained in the top ten on Amazon in contemporary romance, romantic comedy and holiday romance for six weeks. Join her newsletter for the ltest news at www.autumnjordon.com

1/2/09 my first book, 'Tripping Through Time', is scheduled to be released today, in digital format, by The Wild Rose Press, it is scheduled for print release on 3/27/09. My story is a time travel romance novel about a young girl who travels back one hundred years to the year, 1869, when she finds a Celtic ring in Lake Champlain, Vt. It couldn't have happened at a better time.
It's the story of her journey from fear to fulfillment, and as she makes her journey, she learns that love is truly timeless.

Here is a new excerpt:

Keealyn wake up, you’re fine, it’s just a

nightmare.” It took some time for her to realize

where she was and shiver off the visions.

Then it hit her.

“Alyssa! How is Alyssa?’ she turned to the

soundly sleeping child. Alyssa was cool to the touch,

and resting normally.

Ryan placed his finger over his lips, and took

Keealyn’s hand. He led her from the room, and

closed the door behind them.

“Let’s sit by the fire.” He added another log and

poked at the fire to catch the new wood. “What were

you dreaming about?” He settled his arm around her

as they sat on the rug close to the fireplace. The

flicker of the fire cast a warm glow on them. Keealyn

hesitated, and then she began to tell him about the

nightmares.

He listened intently, not quite understanding

how her father could feel the need for that kind of

discipline. Deprecating treatment only stole your

child’s self worth.

“Let go of those dreams, Keealyn, that’s all over

now. Your father is a different kind of man than I

am. Maybe it’s because of my parents. They never

ruled with an iron hand, but rather with a firm

voice. It worked for me. I do understand how the

treatment you got from the main man in your

childhood could make you fear all men. I’m asking

you to let it go. Realize once and for all what a good

and worthwhile person you are. Life is too short to

live over and over the hurts of your youth.” Then he

kissed her.