Today the most darling Crystal Jordan has stopped by to talk about her Destination: Desire series.
The theme of my Destination: Desire series is travel. Getting out and seeing parts of the world you’ve never seen. Meeting new people. Making friends and maybe falling in love with a special person you met abroad.
So when it comes to romance, what city in the world makes the top of my list? It’s a little cliché, but I have to go with Paris. My boyfriend and I spent a week there last summer, and it was my very first trip to Europe. The flight was long and exhausting, my guy and I were tired and grumpy, the metro from the airport wasn’t working, and my three years of college French classes proved to be entirely useless unless I was saying, “merci” or “excusez-moi.”
Now, maybe that doesn’t sound romantic at all, but after we’d slept off some of the jetlag, we went downstairs to the breakfast room in our hotel, which looked out over a charming little courtyard, and had the most amazing baguettes and cheese and ham and dates and coffee (hot chocolate for me). We sat and chatted and planned our day.
First was the Eiffel Tower, then a metro ride to the Arc de Triomphe. We walked from there all the way down the Champs Elysees to the Louvre. We made a quick stop at the Place de la Concorde (where I posed for pictures in front of the Maritime Fountain).
What we didn’t know was that France was having a holiday that day, so the city was packed. And I mean packed. To the point that we couldn’t go up the Eiffel Tower or get into the Louvre. So I have photos from the outside, but that’s about it.
Again, where’s the romance? I think romance can come with overcoming difficulties as a couple, sticking together, knowing you have someone you can rely on in a completely foreign (and thus slightly scary) situation.
There was also romance in walking along the Seine River holding hands, checking out the street art people were selling, perusing the mobile book shops. Romance was stumbling into the noon mass at Notre Dame, not being Catholic and not speaking a word of Latin, but sitting there anyway with my head resting on his shoulder. Romance was giggling inappropriately at the same weird modern art pieces at the Centre Pompidou. A personal favorite was three plain white canvases in a row. We turned to each other at the same time and I said, “The first one is in the wrong place. It should be last.” He replied, “No, no. Clearly the middle one is upside down.”
So, for me, the romance was in the mundane. It was just experiencing everything together and having a fantastic time, no matter what went according to plan or not. If I hadn’t already loved him madly, I would have by the end of that trip.
We’ll always have Paris.
So, where would you go or have you gone on your most romantic vacation ever?
Karen Patton’s life is falling apart. She signed divorce papers, quit her job, and moved back to her hometown into an apartment that couldn’t feel less like home. With two weeks of free time before she starts work at the Half Moon Bay Public Library, she’s crawling the walls, trying desperately not to miss the man who chose his career over her.
When an old college friend invites her to Italy for an impromptu wedding, she jumps at the chance to focus on something other than her own misery.
Tate Patton is doing his best to ignore the divorce papers that just landed on his desk. A rational, reasonable man would sign and be done with it. Instead, he seizes upon a wedding invitation to do something completely impetuous—ignore the papers and fly to Rome.
When they lay eyes on each other, the sparks fly as hot as the first time they met. Maybe the more mature versions of themselves can fix what’s broken. Their love is too strong not to try…
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While studying abroad for a year in Rome, Karen Hudson meets the man of her dreams. Tate Patton is everything she’s ever wanted—tall, smart, handsome, ambitious. Unfortunately, their year is coming to an end, and he’s dragging her along to spend their last week in a rented villa on the Amalfi Coast…with his parents.
Just what she was hoping for—to meet the family right before she gets dumped.
Tate can’t imagine his life without Karen in it. But his parents are a lot to take, and he wants to make sure she knows what she’s getting into when he asks her to marry him. Being a Patton is a responsibility, and he has huge shoes to fill, but he knows he can do it with Karen by his side.
Now he just has to convince her that their love wasn’t a temporary fantasy, but something strong enough to survive the real world.
Crystal Jordan began writing romance after she finished graduate school and needed something to fill the hours that used to be eaten away by coursework. She spent far too many years in school and now has degrees in History and Library Science…but swears that both of them help enormously with her writing and research.
Her family sprawls from Texas to Illinois and from California to the United Kingdom. She has three brothers, several rather adorable nieces and nephews, an indispensable best friend codenamed the Mad Madam M, and her very own hero, the Professor Moriarty (who codenamed himself after Sherlock Holmes’s arch-nemesis. Who wouldn’t love a man who loves a good villain?). She credits a funny conversation with her quirky grandmother for giving her the push to start writing in the first place (and she’s sure Grams is still grinning down from heaven over instigating the naughty novel career).
Never one to stay in one place very long, Crystal has lived and worked all over the United States. Currently, she serves as a librarian at a university in the California Bay Area.
In 2006, Crystal sold the first story she ever finished to the e-publisher, Cobblestone Press. Since then, she’s sold contemporary, paranormal, futuristic, and erotic romance to Samhain Publishing, Harlequin Spice Briefs, The Wild Rose Press, and Ellora’s Cave.
Then, the day before the 2007 RWA National Conference, she got The Call to be a part of Kensington Aphrodisia’s Sexy Beast anthology. After a whirlwind month, she had an agent and an additional two-book deal with Kensington.
And she lived happily ever after.