I love opening a new romance novel and seeing how the hero and heroine meet for the first time. It can be sweet—hero and heroine see each other across a crowded ballroom and the world stops spinning for one shining moment. It can be surprising—hero sees neighbor or friend’s sister he hasn’t seen in a long time only to realize she’s grown from a gangly mischievous girl into a beautiful, desirable woman. It can be emotional—hero rides in on his charger (or in his Lamborghini) and saves the business or ranch or whatever the heroine fears losing in the nick of time (after, of course, he originally wanted to take it away from her). It can be fraught with danger—in my novel, A Good Man for Katie, Chase Hunter rescues Katie from certain death in a runaway stagecoach. Or humorous. Cases of mistaken identity abound as does being in the wrong place at the wrong time (though, it’s really the right place at the right time).There are countless ways our hero and heroine meet, but no matter how, we know, in our hearts, that only good will come of it. There will be that happily ever after we all crave (getting there, however, is a whole other story! And don’t we just love it!).
Life very seldom imitates romance novels. People don’t usually meet like our heroes and heroines. Couples meet at work or through family. Maybe he's the mechanic who services your car. Or you met at a coffee shop (and he didn't get upset when you spilled coffee on him!). There are dating sites like eHarmony.com and Match.com (I’ve known a few couples who married after meeting on these sites), professional matchmakers and helpful (mostly) friends, but sometimes, lightening does strike and you do find the person of your dreams in the most unusual way.
Me? How did I meet my DH? Well, it wasn’t a case of mistaken identity, I can tell you that. And it definitely wasn't sweet or surprising. Actually, it was embarrassing. I called the man who was to be my future husband and told him that his first payment on his stereo was late (he had financed it where I worked). Imagine my mortification when I had to call him back and let him know I had been mistaken! Needless to say, he was not very happy with me, BUT he started coming into the office every month and paying in person until the stereo was paid off. And he kept coming in...to bring me flowers or take me to lunch. One thing led to another and…..well….we’ll be married 35 years in January.
So, what’s your favorite way for a hero and heroine to meet? And how did you meet your real life hero?
As always, happy reading!