Dark Sexy Knight (A Modern Fairytale)(87)
The first time (and the second and the third, and, yes, sometimes even now, still) I went to the Prospector, I cried my eyes out. I cried for the goodness of the people who came up with the idea and executed it. I cried for the proud faces of the employees. I cried because I had a top-notch movie experience. I cried because the children who attend movies at the Prospector will never look at special-needs people as a population to be feared or ridiculed. Instead they will remember special afternoons at the movies with popcorn and soda, and kind, smiling faces. I cried because the Prospector Theater is a “pure good” in a world where there is so much crap. And I cried because there is a place where my brother (and my sister-in-law, whom he met in special ed and married in 1994) can go anytime he wants to see a movie, and when he hands the cashier a twenty-dollar bill for a small soda, he won’t be given a dime in change.
Like Verity, I married a man who also has a special-needs relative. And like Verity’s and Colton’s, I like to think our hearts recognized each other from the very beginning. You are my sweet place, George Matthew. Forever.
Thank you for buying a copy of Dark Sexy Knight, and if you’re ever in Connecticut, stop by the best theater in Ridgefield for a movie. It’s called the Prospector, and it’s an experience you’ll never forget.
Love, Katy
DARK SEXY KNIGHT
PLAYLIST
Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You: Lauryn Hill Main Theme from Greystoke: John Scott
The Legend of Tarzan, Lord of the Apes Grow: Kurt Travis and Paul Travis
Made For You: Alexander Cardinale
Running Barefoot: Paul Travis
Something Stupid: Michael Bublé (featuring Reese Witherspoon) Sweet Surrender: Sarah McLachlan
Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round the Ole Oak Tree: Eric D. Johnson
I wrote this book in such big chunks that I used certain pieces of music for huge portions of writing. Paul Travis took me tidily through the first three or four chapters with “Running Barefoot” before Alexander Cardinale took over with “Made for You.” I ended up listening to “Made for You” off and on throughout the rest of the book, but “Sweet Surrender” by Sarah McLachlan practically wrote Colt and Verity’s first kiss for me. I listened to the music from Greystoke for Colt and Verity’s first time sleeping together, and following that, “Something Stupid” helped me keep it light even after my characters had already said “the words.” Unsurprisingly, it was “Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round the Ole Oak Tree” that I listened to with tears in my eyes from chapter 16 until the end. A hundred yellow ribbons, indeed. Oh, my heart. Thank you so much for reading. xoxo
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(Excerpt from The Vixen and the Vet by Katy Regnery. All rights reserved.)
CHAPTER 1
“Savannah Calhoun Carmichael, are you even listenin’ to me?”
Savannah’s sister Scarlet sat in the porch swing on the veranda of their parents’ Victorian house giving her older sister an exasperated look. With her lips pursed, they were a perfect match to the bright red geraniums that hung cheerfully over her head. Savannah may have gotten more of the brains, but Scarlet had certainly gotten more of the beauty.
“Yes,” Savannah sighed, adjusting her perch on the porch railing and glancing at the thick, glossy bridal magazine that Scarlet anchored in both hands. She dutifully repeated the information that Scarlet had just shared with her. “‘The twelve most important milestones in any relationship: one, the first time you sit in comfortable silence; two, the first time you realize you enjoy his company more than anyone else’s; three . . . ’”
Scarlet raised her eyebrows in challenge, and Savannah chuckled. “Okay. I admit it. You lost me at three.”
“Savannah, you’re impossible. This is important information. Doesn’t it bother you that your little sister’s walking down the aisle before you?”
Savannah, who was an ancient twenty-six to her sister’s adorable twenty-two, cocked her head to the side, searching Scarlet’s face for meanness, but found only worry. Scarlet had never really understood Savannah’s decision to leave Danvers, Virginia, and move to New York City, to become a reporter. The one time Scarlet had visited, she spent the entire weekend ensconced in the relative safety of her hotel room, despite Savannah’s efforts to get her out and about.