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My Funny Valentine Dianne Williams needs a man. But only for a night. The night of the community center Valentine dinner, to be precise. Exasperated by her children's relentless efforts to get her a date, Dianne finds herself approaching a handsome stranger named Steve and making him an outrageous offer. An offer he doesn't refuse. An offer that might lead to more than just one night.
My Hero Bailey York needs a man. But only on paper. She's writing a romance novel and she's having difficulty creating a hero. So she needs a real-life model for her story. Parker Davidson is perfect, everything a hero should be. But he wants to become the hero in her life, not just her book. And not just on Valentine's Day, either!
- Sales Rank: #1269191 in Books
- Brand: Macomber, Debbie
- Published on: 2006-12-19
- Released on: 2006-12-19
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 6.63" h x 1.04" w x 4.13" l, .34 pounds
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 320 pages
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"Debbie Macomber writes characters who are as warm and funny as your best friends." -- New York Times bestselling author Susan Wiggs
About the Author
Debbie Macomber, with more than 100 million copies of her books sold worldwide, is one of today's most popular authors. The #1 New York Times bestselling author is best known for her ability to create compelling characters and bring their stories to life in her books. Debbie is a regular resident on numerous bestseller lists, including the New York Times (70 times and counting), USA TODAY (currently 67 times) and Publishers Weekly (47 times). Visit her at www.DebbieMacomber.com.
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Dianne Williams had the scenario all worked out. She'd be pushing her grocery cart down the aisle of the local grocery store and gazing over the frozen-food section when a tall, dark, handsome man would casually stroll up to her and with a brilliant smile say, "Those low-cal dinners couldn't possibly be for you."
She'd turn to him and suddenly the air would fill with the sounds of a Rimsky-Korsakov symphony, or bells would chime gently in the distance—Dianne didn't have that part completely figured out yet—and in that instant she would know deep in her heart that this was the man she was meant to spend the rest of her life with.
All right, Dianne was willing to admit, the scenario was childish and silly, the kind of fantasy only a teenage girl should dream up. But reentering the dating scene after umpteen years of married life created problems Dianne didn't even want to consider.
Three years earlier, Dianne's husband had left her and the children to find himself. Instead he found a SYT (sweet young thing), promptly divorced Dianne and moved across the country. It hurt; in fact, it hurt more than anything Dianne had ever known, but she was a survivor, and always had been. Perhaps that was the reason Jack didn't seem to suffer a single pang of guilt about abandoning her to raise Jason and Jill on her own.
Her children, Dianne had discovered, were incredibly resilient. Within a year of their father's departure, they were urging her to date. Their father did, they reminded Dianne with annoying frequency. And if it wasn't her children pushing her toward establishing a new relationship, it was her own dear mother.
When it came to locating Mr. Right for her divorced daughter, Martha Janes knew no equal. For several months, Dianne had been subjected to a long parade of single men. Their unmarried status, however, seemed their sole attribute.
After dinner with the man who lost his toupee on a low-hanging chandelier, Dianne had insisted enough was enough and she would find her own dates.
This proved to be easier said than done. Dianne hadn't gone out once in six months. Now, within the next week, she needed a man. Not just any man, either. One who was tall, dark and handsome. It would be a nice bonus if he was exceptionally wealthy, too, but she didn't have time to be choosy. The Valentine's dinner at the Port Blossom Community Center was Saturday night. This Saturday night.
From the moment the notice was posted six weeks earlier, Jason and Jill had insisted she attend. Surely their mother could find a date given that much time! And someone handsome to boot. It seemed a matter of family honor.
Only now the dinner was only days away and Dianne was no closer to achieving her goal.
"I'm home," Jason yelled as he walked into the house. The front door slammed in his wake, hard enough to shake the kitchen windows. He threw his books on the counter, moved directly to the refrigerator, opened the door and stuck the upper half of his fourteen-year-old body inside.
"Help yourself to a snack," Dianne said, smiling and shaking her head.
Jason reappeared with a chicken leg clenched between his teeth like a pirate's cutlass. One hand was filled with a piece of leftover cherry pie while the other held a platter of cold fried chicken.
"How was school?"
He shrugged, set down the pie and removed the chicken leg from his mouth. "Okay, I guess."
Dianne knew what was coming next. It was the same question he'd asked her every afternoon since the notice about the dinner had been posted. "Do you have a date yet?" He leaned against the counter as his steady gaze pierced her. Her son's eyes could break through the firmest resolve, and cut through layers of deception.
"No date," she answered cheerfully. At least as cheerfully as she could under the circumstances.
"The dinner's this Saturday night."
As if she needed reminding. "I know. Stop worrying, I'll find someone."
"Not just anyone," Jason said emphatically, as though he were speaking to someone with impaired hearing. "He's got to make an impression. Someone decent."
"I know, I know."
"Grandma said she could line you up with—"
"No," Dianne interrupted. "I categorically refuse to go on any more of Grandma's blind dates."
"But you don't have the time to find your own now. It's—"
"I'm working on it," she insisted, although she knew she wasn't working very hard. She was trying to find someone to accompany her to the dinner, only she'd never dreamed it would be this difficult.
Until the necessity of attending this affair had been forced upon her, Dianne hadn't been aware of how limited her choices were. In the past couple of years, she'd met few single men, apart from the ones her mother had thrown at her. There were a couple of unmarried men at the office where she was employed part-time as a bookkeeper. Neither, however, was anyone she'd seriously consider dating. They were both too suave, too urbane—too much like Jack. Besides, problems might arise if she were to mingle her social life with her business one.
The front door opened and closed again, a little less noisily this time.
"I'm home!" ten-year-old Jill announced from the entryway. She dropped her books on the f loor and marched toward the kitchen. Then she paused on the threshold and planted both hands on her hips as her eyes sought out her brother. "You better not have eaten all the leftover pie. I want some too, you know."
"Don't grow warts worrying about it," Jason said sarcastically. "There's plenty."
Jill's gaze swiveled from her brother to her mother. The level of severity didn't diminish one bit. Dianne met her daughter's eye and mouthed the words along with her.
"Do you have a date yet?"
Jason answered for Dianne. "No, she doesn't. And she's got five days to come up with a decent guy and all she says is that she's working on it."
"Mom..." Jill's brown eyes filled with concern.
"Children, please."
"Everyone in town's going," Jill claimed as if Dianne wasn't already aware of that. "You've got to be there, you've just got to. I told all my friends you're going."
More pressure! That was the last thing Dianne needed. Nevertheless, she smiled serenely at her two children and assured them they didn't have a thing to worry about.
An hour or so later, while she was making dinner, she could hear Jason and Jill's voices in the living room. They were huddled together in front of the television, their heads close together. Plotting, it looked like, charting her barren love life. Doubtless deciding who their mother should take to the dinner. Probably the guy with the toupee.
"Is something wrong?" Dianne asked, standing in the doorway. It was unusual for them to watch television this time of day, but more unusual for them to be so chummy. The fact that they'd turned on the TV to drown out their conversation hadn't escaped her.
They broke guiltily apart. "Wrong?" Jason asked, recovering first. "I was just talking to Jill, is all. Do you need me to do something?"
That offer alone was enough evidence to convict them both. "Jill, would you set the table for me?" she asked, her gaze lingering on her two children for another moment before she returned to the kitchen.
Jason and Jill were up to something. Dianne could only guess what. No doubt the plot they were concocting included their grandmother.
Sure enough, while Jill was setting the silverware on the kitchen table, Jason used the phone, stretching the cord as far as it would go and mumbling into the mouthpiece so there was no chance Dianne could overhear his conversation.
Dianne's suspicions were confirmed when her mother arrived shortly after dinner. And within minutes, Jason and Jill had deserted the kitchen, saying they had to get to their homework. Also highly suspicious behavior.
"Do you want some tea, Mom?" Dianne felt obliged to ask, dreading the coming conversation. It didn't take Sherlock Holmes to deduce that her children had called their grandmother hoping she'd find a last-minute date for Dianne.
"Don't go to any trouble."
This was her mother's standard reply. "It's no trouble," Dianne said.
"Then make the tea."
Because of her evening aerobics class—W.A.R. it was called, for Women After Results—Dianne had changed and was prepared to make a hasty exit.
While the water was heating, she took a white ceramic teapot from the cupboard. "Before you ask, and I know you will," she said with strained patience, "I haven't got a date for the Valentine's dinner yet."
Her mother nodded slowly as if Dianne had just announced something of profound importance. Martha was from the old school, and she took her time getting around to whatever was on her mind, usually preceding it with a long list of questions that hinted at the subject. Dianne loved her mother, but there wasn't anyone on this earth who could drive her crazier.
"You've still got your figure," Martha said, her expression serious. "That helps." She stroked her chin a couple of times and nodded. "You've got your father's brown eyes, may he rest in peace, and your hair is nice and thick. You can thank your grandfather for that. He had hair so thick—"
"Ma, did I mention I have an aerobics class tonight?"
Her mother's posture stiffened. "I don't want to bother you."
"It's just that I might have to leave before you say what you're obviously planning to say, and I didn't want to miss the reason for your unexpected visit."
Her mother relaxed, but just a little. "Don't worry. I'll say what must be said and then you can leave. Your mother's words are not as important as your exercise class."
An argument bubbled up like fizz from a can of soda, but Dianne successfully managed to swallow it. Showing any sign of weakness in front of her mother was a major tactical error. Dianne made the tea, then carried the pot over to the table and sat across from Martha.
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11 of 11 people found the following review helpful.
Lots of Fun
By drebbles
"Be My Valentine" consists of two previously published works by Debbie Macomber: "My Funny Valentine" first published in 1991 and "My Hero" first published in 1992.
In "My Funny Valentine", pushed by her mother and two children, divorcee Dianne Williams is desperate to find a date for the upcoming Valentine's Day dinner. So desperate, in fact, that when she locks her keys in her car and tow truck driver Steve Creighton comes to her rescue, she offers to pay him to escort her to the dinner. Little does she realize that that chance encounter will change her live forever.
"My Funny Valentine" is a very cute if short (a little over 100 pages) story. I pretty much smiled from beginning to end while reading it and wished it were longer. The set up is very cute, if unbelievable. Both lead characters are well done and Steve is a very romantic leading man. None of the story is meant to be taken seriously (Dianne's two children are too good to be true) but is at times laugh out loud funny (especially in the scenes where Steve tries to act besotted). "My Funny Valentine" is a cotton candy type of story, which is okay when you want to escape the real world.
In "My Hero", after two failed engagements, Bailey York has sworn off real life romance and decides to write a romance novel instead. However, the hero in her book feels a bit flat and she decides to look for a real life model - for writing purposes only. When she bumps into Parker Davidson she realizes he'd be the perfect model for her hero. Unfortunately for her peace of mind, he wants to be a hero on and off the page.
"My Hero" is a nicely done romance novel. Bailey is a fun heroine - owned by a cat that only cares when she feeds her and down with romance (except when writing about it). Her friend Jan is also a good character - happily married, she is still a romantic at heart. Parker is also a lot of fun, disbelieving at first, but soon falling in with Bailey's plan and in love with her. Macomber has a lot of fun with the concept of Bailey writing a romance novel and it's fun to read as Bailey's fictional romance turns into a real one.
"Be My Valentine" features two cute romances that will make readers smile.
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful.
Light, clean romance
By J. Baker
Be My Valentine is comprised of two Valentine's inspired novellas. The first, My Funny Valentine, is about a divorced woman that is being pushed into dating by her mother and her two children. She promises them that she will find her own date for the community Valentine's Day dinner, but mere days before the dinner, she is still dateless. Fueled by desperation, she offers to pay a handsome tow truck driver to take her to the dinner. It doesn't take long for her to start wondering what she got herself into.
The second story, My Hero, is about a budding romance novelist trying to find someone to model the male lead in her manuscript after. She finds what she considers to be the perfect specimen on the subway one morning and decides to follow him as research for her book. What comes out of her research ends up changing both of their lives forever.
I don't typically read romance novels. Every time I do, it only seems to make my own relationship pale in comparison. That's kind of sad since I really do have a good husband. So for his sake and the sake of my sanity, I usually skip the romances. I did find this book to be a quick, easy read and overall, I enjoyed it. Both stories were very clean but unrealistic. I'm off now to compare my husband to Parker and sulk for awhile when I discover there's no comparison.
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful.
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