Maggie Wilson is a serious woman. She’s a midwife in the 18th Century, and all she’s ever known is Work and Duty. The first time she meets Ian, he’s singing. When they work together to save her sister, he’s singing. When she’s angry, he tries to calm her with his music, and makes her feel things she’s never felt before: Longing. Desire. And he makes her laugh. So to celebrate his ability to charm and uplift her, I give you a passage from Mercy of the Moon, book 1 in the Rhythm of the Moon series. She is extremely angry, and he is accompanying her on a walk:
“She felt like an instrument of the devil, full of poison and a heartbeat away from screaming like a harpy and clawing her way through town.
He held her upper arm firmly, and she felt his fingers through her cloak, cool, calm. A deep rumbling arose from his chest, and he began humming, then louder, to match the ferocity of the wind. That was the preamble, apparently, for suddenly he released her arm, leaped in front of her and began to sing.
‘”My woman, when she’s angry, puts Medusa’s hair to shame.
She rouses all my senses and sets my soul to flame.
When she unleashes fury, a virago gone insane,
I’m only very thankful I am not the one to blame.'”
COPYRIGHT ©2014 Jennifer Taylor
The song has the desired effect on Maggie. More on that tomorrow, when I talk about passion.
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