Sheâd stopped believing in happy endingsâ¦
Widowed TV reporter Ellie King had given up on looking for heroes ever since her beloved husband was killed in a robbery gone wrong. Because she could have used one then, but there was no one aroundâor was there?
...until a hero walked back into her life.
Detective Colin Benteen had been the first on the scene to comfort Ellieâs husband, to hold his hand when it was clear his wounds were fatal. Now, years later, Ellie is interviewing the handsome officer when she realizes who he isâa single parent (to his niece), all-around good guy and proof that once in a lifetime can happen twice! But Colin might not be the only one who needs convincing...
She knew that she didnât really owe him an explanation.
After all, he was a public servant and this had been done in the service of the public. The public had a right to know. But she had made him a promise, so she felt the need to explain why sheâd gone back on it.
âI know I promised that youâd have the final say, but Iâve got people I answer to and they insisted that the segment go on tonight as is. It turned out pretty well, I thought.â She crossed her fingers that he saw it that way, too.
âYou lied to me.â It wasnât an accusation but a flat statement. It carried with it not anger, but a note of genuine disappointment. And that made her feel worse than if heâd launched into a tirade.
âI didnât lie,â she replied. âI had every intention of showing you the clip first.â When he said nothing, she felt uncomfortable, despite the fact that this ultimately wasnât really her fault. âThe station manager wanted to air it before the other stations got it. Iâm sorry, but these things happen. Listen, if you want me to make it up to youââ she began, not really certain where this would ultimately go.
He cut her short with two words. âI do.â
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Matchmaking Mamas: Playing Cupid. Arranging dates. What are mothers for?
Prologue
âOh, Maizie, itâs just breaking my heart, seeing her like this.â
Maizie Sommers quietly pushed the gaily decorated box of triple-ply tissues she kept on her desk toward her friend, waiting for the woman to collect herself. Connie Williams had called her first thing this morning, asking to see her.
Maizie knew from her friendâs tone of voice that she wasnât asking to see her in her professional capacityâat least not in her professional capacity as an award-winning Realtor.
But Maizie had another vocation, an altruistic one that was near and dear to her heart, as it was to the hearts of her two dearest, lifelong friends, Theresa Manetti and Cecilia Parnell. All three were career women who did quite well in their respective chosen fields. But it was the one avocation that they had in common that brought them the most joy. The one that carried no monetary reward whatsoever, just one that made them feel good.
All three were matchmakers.
It had begun quite innocently enough. The three of them had been friends since the third grade. In the years that followed, they had gone through all the milestones of life together, great and smallânot the least of which was widowhood. And all three were also blessed with children. Maizie had a daughter, as did Cecilia, while Theresa had a daughter and a son.
Their four children were all successful in their own rightsâand they were also maddeningly single. Until Maizie decided that her daughter, an ob-gyn, needed more in her life than just delivering other peopleâs babies. She needed a private life of her own. Joining forces with her two friends, Maizie began to closely monitor and review the wide variety of people all three of them dealt with.
Thanks to their professionsâTheresa ran a catering company, while Cecilia had a thriving housecleaning serviceâMaizie quickly and secretly found the perfect âsomeoneâ for her daughter.
Theresa and Cecilia were quick to follow her example, and soon all three of their children were matched to their soul mates, as well.
Nothing bred more success than initial success and so a passion was born. Maizie, Theresa and Cecilia began helping the children of other friends, all while always managing to keep the principals involved in the dark, thinking it was fate rather than three very artful women that had intervened in their lives for the better.