Somebody's Hero by Marilyn Pappano

Author:Marilyn Pappano
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 2006-08-16T04:00:00+00:00

“Mom.”

Jayne ignored the whisper and continued to type. It was her second full day at work since the move and it had been a productive one. It felt so good to write again, to experience the story practically flowing out her fingertips. It was her favorite part of the whole process—when her characters came to life with little help from her—and when it was really flowing, she hated to quit.

“Mom.” The whisper came louder this time, tickling her left ear.

“Babe, you promised me an hour and the timer hasn’t gone off yet.”

A hand reached past her on the right to set the windup timer on the desk next to the mouse pad. Some part of her mind noticed that the timer had, indeed, gone off, while the rest focused on the long tanned fingers that held it. Her gaze moved upward, over a muscular tanned arm to a white T-shirt sleeve, and she swore her heart skipped a beat.

“You’re not working,” Lucy complained. “You’re typing the same letter over and over.”

Jerking her gaze back to the screen, Jayne deleted the two rows of j’s. She saved her file, then turned the chair around to face her daughter and Tyler.

Lucy blew out her breath loudly. “Are you done now?”

“I am. Thank you for being so good.”

“It was pretty boring. I napped two times.” She held up her fingers to emphasize the words, then climbed onto Jayne’s lap, her arm looped around her neck. “Tyler and me have been talking and we decided we want to go on a picnic.”

She glanced his way again. His hands were in his pockets now, pulling the denim taut, and his attention was on the awards that hung on the wall above her desk. The Holt Medallion, the More Than Magic Award, the National Readers Choice Award, Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice and, the big daddy of them all, finalist for the RITA, the closest thing to an Oscar the romance world had.

“You must be good,” he commented.

She allowed a small but proud smile. “I like to think so.”

Then he gave her a look that hinted at amusement. “Rochelle Starr, huh?”

“I didn’t choose it,” she said defensively. “My editor did. Besides, I don’t think a man who owns two male dogs named Cameron and Diaz can tease me about my pseudonym.”

“I didn’t name them.”

“Who did?”

He tugged at one earlobe. “My cousin got them for his kid without asking the ex-wife, who has custody of the kid. They tore up her house and yard and went over the fence so many times that they tore it up, too. She made him take them back, and he brought them to me.”

“They was Charley’s dogs,” Lucy announced. Abruptly she whipped up a padded envelope and waved it. “Hey, Kate bought one of your books and gave it to Tyler to give to you to sign so’s he can give it back to her tomorrow. Cool, huh?”

“Yeah, cool.” Jayne took the well-read copy of her first book from the envelope. “Wow. I haven’t seen this in a long time—well, besides the copies I have.

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