Ever wonder why romantic relationships are often called a dance of love?
Maybe it’s because the process is so much like a dance. When I chose the title for my book Touch Me and Tango—part of the Dance ‘n’ Luv series co-written with my husband, Roy—I was thinking of the symbolic nature of that dance as well as the fact that the novel’s heroine is a ballroom dancer.
They say it takes two to tango. That’s because the tango is a dance that can’t be done solo. The whole thing is about the clinging, steadfast embrace on top (where the heart is), while the feet go scooting around, beat for beat, the legs engaging in a seductive, challenging push-and-pull, chase-and-retreat altercation below.
This essence of the tango is reflected in the way my two main characters, Tanya and Parker, find their stormy path to happily-ever-after.
They were only teens when they fell in love.
Parker grew up early. At seventeen he took care of his mother and younger sisters and began running his late father’s gardening business. Strong and down-to-earth, nothing knocked him off his feet until he met Tanya—the girl who took him for a spin that left him dizzy for years to come.
She was cocky and self-consumed. He was headstrong and came from the wrong side of town. It ended in fury and heartache.
Over a decade has passed, and Tanya, a rising star in the world of ballroom dance, has traveled internationally. But after an SOS phone call from her weird-and-wild mom, she rushes home to their small coastal town and runs smack into Parker—the boy she left behind. And the only one she could ever love.
In the meantime, here’s an Argentinian style tango that I love.