(Kerrelyn has chosen a man out of a book at a video dating service. His name is Don, and his birthday is the same as hers).
After a few days, I received a phone call from the video dating service. Don wanted to meet me. They gave me his phone number and told me that he now had my number. I paced about the house. What to do? Should I wait for him to call? No! The Husband Huntress would be brave and make the first move.
I called. He was charming and made me laugh. We decided to meet the following Saturday for breakfast, and that day just happened to be our birthday!!
That Saturday, I packed a little birthday cake in the car and drove to the restaurant. He was just as handsome as his photo. We talked and laughed. I pulled out a copy of my birth certificate so he could see it. His jaw dropped.
Don: Your father’s name is Lester?
Don: So is mine.
A moment of silence while we adjusted to this strange development.
Me: Did your father do any long-distance business trips before we were born?
We compared notes about our fathers to make sure we weren’t actually a long-lost brother and sister, in which case, we had to stop dating immediately! It turned out we weren’t related, so we laughed and the date continued.
Me: It says on my birth certificate that I was born at 7:20 in the morning. What time were you born?
Don: I don’t know, but I bet I’m older than you. (He called his mother, and she couldn’t remember the exact time. It was some time between 7 and 8 in the morning.)
We laughed over that. Then I went out to the car to fetch the cake. He was so surprised! The waiters came over and sang “Happy Birthday” to us. Weeks later, he admitted he fell for me on that first date.
Six months later, we were married. Don had a son from his first marriage just like I did (and both boys were born in May, fancy that!). You might think the story ended there, but remember the last part of my wish? I wanted another child, hopefully a little girl. My husband and I (since we’re both equally crazy!) decided we should have the baby on our birthday. We counted back nine months, then rented a hotel room in Fredericksburg. Fredericksburg is a charming town in the Texas Hill Country founded by German immigrants over a hundred years ago. We ate apple strudel, wiener schnitzel, and got down to business.
A month later, the results came in. I was pregnant. My husband was very proud. And the doctor gave us the due date for the baby. Gasp!! It turns out that the gestation period for a human baby is not exactly nine months. We were ten days off our target date!
The due date arrived. The baby didn’t.
Five days later, our baby girl was born. She’d missed our birthday by four days. And her parents still didn’t know which one of them was older.
With three children to raise, I retired from teaching and became a full-time mom. But with my mind unoccupied for hours at a time, the old desire to write came back to haunt me. Finally, I gave in and started writing. When my son found out I was attempting to write a book, he ran to tell my husband. Don came into the room with a stunned look on his face.
Don: You’re writing a book?
Me: (blushing) Yes.
Don: (nods his head) Let me know when we need to go to New York to sell it.
My jaw dropped. With that one line, he had let me know that a) he believed I could write, b) he believed I could finish the book, and c) he believed the book would be good enough to sell to a publisher in New York.
My hero!!! Just like the heroines in my favorite Romance books, I had found my ‘happily ever after!”
And by the way, we eventually discovered that I’m the oldest. By twenty minutes.
Connor’s book, Vampire Mine, releases in just four days!!! To celebrate, I’m giving away a signed book that features the first kilted vampire hero, Angus MacKay. For a chance to win a signed copy of Be Still my Vampire Heart, please leave a comment and tell me who’s your favorite Scottish vampire. Please include an email address so I can contact you. Good luck!