Retired physicist Gloria Lamerino, 55, and homicide detective Matt Gennaro, also 55, started flirting in book #1 of the periodic table mysteries, but being of a certain age and upbringing, that's all they did.
Sure, Gloria felt a shiver when they had their heads together looking at crime scene photos, but she'd never let on.
Come book #3, and my editor called me. She liked the book (whew) but she did want to discuss one point.
"It's about their relationship," she said. "Gloria and Matt?"
"Well, Gloria and Matt are adults, right?" she asked.
"Uh-huh," from me.
"And they're unattached, right?"
Gloria had never been married; Matt had been a widower for ten years. You can't get much more unattached than that.
"So don't you think they're ready to … uh …?"
"You mean …uh …?"
"Yes, that's what I mean."
"So they should actually …uh …?"
"Yes, I think they should," she said.
"Okay," I said, mopping my brow.
Thus, the love interest between Gloria and Matt was consummated in "The Lithium Murder."
Not that you get any specifics. But they do get up hastily from the card table, knocking over the cribbage board, sending the pegs flying, and … uh … you know.
Of course there are entire genres where there's not a 2-book-long foreplay and the screen never goes to black. There are scenes with no "uhs" or question marks.
I'm not sure I could write those scenes. Those of you who do, any secrets you want to … uh … share?