To please her widowed mother and ward off spinsterhood, Aurora Black resigned herself to an arranged marriage. After all, she could hardly wed her one true love—the piano. But just as she found herself betrothed to a suitable bachelor, the soon-to-be-bride crossed paths with a stranger. One glance into his probing black eyes changed everything...even Aurora's fervent belief that only music could ever set her heart and soul on fire.
...As passionately as she loves her music?
Already bewitched by the raven-haired beauty, dashing Max Birmingham was stunned to learn that Aurora Black shared his impassioned devotion to song. The jaded aristocrat had long ago given up his secret longing for a musical career—and for a marriage based on love. Now the elusive Aurora rekindled both forbidden dreams...and aroused in Max a heartfelt yearning to transform their fleeting, stolen moments of passion into a lifetime of harmony.
I grew up in Cambridge, Massachusetts and went to prep school at Winsor. But aside from being a good student, I was a horrible teenager. And I know my parents are glad it's over.
I went to the New College of the University of Southern Florida, a really neat school that no one has ever heard of. It's a terrific little college, modeled after the New College at Oxford, which was called "New College" because it was built as recently as 1379 AD! I met my future husband there, but things didn't go smoothly between us in the beginning. To start with, he wasn't interested in me! Just a little problem. But I was pretty confident with men, and kept pursuing him until he finally gave in. We dated for most of college, except for a little while when I was studying in Europe. He nearly got thrown out of the audience at my baccalaureate exam when he tried to defend me against what he thought was an unfair question. I thought that was pretty romantic, even though I was completely able to defend myself!
When he decided to propose marriage, he learned something very unexpected about me - that I may not seem it, but I'm secretly old-fashioned. The ring didn't have to be so expensive, but there had to be one. And bended knee would be a nice touch. So he actually went to Alaska and got a job on a fishing boat up there, so he could earn money for the ring. They put him under the boat in a factory where he had to flip fish on a conveyor belt for twelve hours at a time! When he came back, he looked and smelled terrible, but he cleaned himself up, and proposed just right.
But our trials weren't over. One month before our wedding, I was in a small town, watching the sunset from the top of an abandoned building, when I was arrested and put in jail! The police said that the building was unsafe or something, and that nobody was supposed to be up there. They were very obnoxious about it, and subsequently, one of the arresting officers starred as a villain in one of novels. But their pumped-up charges couldn't hold up, and I made it to my wedding! My husband became a criminal defense attorney.
We now live in rural Texas, way out in the country. We lead a pretty private life with our pets. I volunteer nearly full time on behalf of animals who are killed at Austin's animal shelter. I write pleas for each individual animal before it dies, describing how cute it is, and how to adopt it. These pleas are published in the No-Kill Handbill, of which I became the editor in 2000. My husband is a criminal defense attorney, and he loves to brag about his romance-writing wife! The question his colleagues ask him the most frequently? "Is it hard to live up to those romantic heroes in the books?" His answer? A wry smile and "No, it comes naturally."