Valentine’s Day with Professor Emerson

Book Boyfriend: Professor Gabriel O. Emerson
Book: Gabriel’s Inferno Series
Creator: Sylvain Reynard

I’d like to preface this post with an admission. I’m relatively new to reading romance novels.  I’ve spent the majority of my reading time reading historical fiction, dystopian fiction, magical realism, and short stories.  In the grand scheme of things, Gabriel’s Inferno was the first romantic book I’d ever read that enthralled me.  I laughed. I cried. I bit my nails with nerves.  I had the whole gamut of emotions.  You never forget your first.

Everyone has imperfections.  The fact that everyone has them is what makes you human, right?  The struggle to correct the things that hold you back emotionally, physically, and spiritually is what constitutes perfection to me.  I saw that as I read the Gabriel’s Inferno series.  Professor Gabriel Emerson was not a “perfect” man by everyone elses’ standards.  In fact, he was an ass.  However, throughout the series he wanted to change.  He was not the complete package on page one that was waiting to save his leading lady.  He needed to be saved too.

Shall I review the list of a few of the qualities that made me choose him?  I’m doing it anyway:

How could I not fall for a man like that?

In my fictional world where Gabriel is a living, breathing person or I am the main character on the page (sorry Julia, I love you, but I need to borrow your man), here’s what I’d want to do on Valentine’s Day.

Ehem

I want to get physical with Gabriel.  I want a bit of shouting and maybe even a nice sheen of sweat after it’s all over and done with.  I’ll even let him stick me with his sword!  Heck, we’ll blast Olivia Newton John’s “Let’s Get Physical” for the occasion.  I’d love Gabriel to teach me how to fence.  It’d be fun to have him show me how to pose, how to hold the sword, and shout those “random” French words.

After that, we’ll head back to the apartment shower up, and change into something a little more comfortable.  A sheet, perhaps?  All of that thrusting, swinging, and lunging can really get muscles sore.  It’s time for a massage.  A proper one.  Not one of those where I’d give Gabriel a really good massage and then when it’s my turn I get, “I think your insides need massaging” massages.  Nope.  Candles, muzak, and the light fragrance of lavender lofting through the air awaits.

We’ve rubbed and tugged on each other, but I think we can kick the temperature up a notch.  ;)  We have dinner to make together!  I’m into cooking.  He’s into cooking.   This seems like it’s going to be fun.  Let’s turn on the Otis Redding and get our burners going.  I won’t be able to promise Gabriel that I won’t sing to my food (it always tastes better when you serenade it), make bad puns about the food, or dance around the kitchen.  However, I promise that Gabriel will have fun.

Let’s see the Professor’s moves with this song.  Oh, please let us dance like Baby and Johnny!

Dinner has started and I suppose now is a good time to present him with his Valentine’s Day gift.  It’s a little tongue in cheek, but I hope he likes it.  It’s a paperweight. I figure professors need paperweights.

GiftFinder.com is incredibly adroit at finding appropriate gifts.

If I can survive an entire dinner with Professor Emerson, I’d like to snuggle up on the couch on watch an old  movie.  Preferably one that we’ve both seen before.  I plan on making out quite a bit.  Scratch that. I’m making out a lot.  I’ll have to apologize to Gabriel because the only Italian I know is what I learned when I worked in a restaurant; ie, cooking terms, naughty phrases, and Umberto Tozzi’s version of the song “Gloria”.  I look forward to softly whispering, “No sona pizzaiola” in his ear.

As I expertly utilize this pump jack to maneuver a pallet of cranberry juice around his apartment, I bring my perfect date to a close.  I don’t need much in terms of gifts, flowers, or candy.  Just a little one on one time to laugh and smile is what makes me happy. His presence is a present.

Ciao e linguini con la vongole!

Is Professor Emerson your book boyfriend too?  Let us know what you’d do with him on Valentine’s Day!