LITMIR.BIZ

      Daddy by Design?

      Cheryl Anne Porter

      The elevator stopped with a sick, grinding crunch.

      “This is not happening.” Trey turned toward the panel of buttons, pushing every one. Nothing happened. He muttered beneath his breath then started beating on the door with a fist. “Hey, out there! We need help. There’s a woman in labor in here—and a man about to have a heart attack. Can anybody hear me?”

      Apparently nobody could. Trey turned to Cinda, eyeing her as if he’d known all along that she’d be trouble. “So, how are you feeling right now?” he asked.

      “Fine.” Trey gave her a doubting stare and Cinda caved. “Okay, so I could explode any minute here. I’m not any happier about this than you are.” She bit down on her bottom lip. “Oh, God. A labor pain. I don’t think I can hold on. You have to do something.”

      His eyes widened. “Got any suggestions?”

      Was she not busy enough already? Did she have to do everything? Cinda breathed through her physical pain and pointed to the emergency phone behind its glass case. “Try calling someone, Mr. Cooper. Because if my labor progresses much further, the two of us are quickly going to become the three of us….”

      Dear Reader,

      I always love writing books set in the South, because the stories seem to take on a life of their own. The sultry climate and the slow pace of living offer great potential for plot, character and conflict. And with all that in place, all I have to do is write what I know! See, I’m a Southern girl myself, born in Savannah, Georgia. So when I was thinking about writing my second book in the A FUNNY THING HAPPENED ON THE WAY TO THE DELIVERY ROOM miniseries, how could I set it anywhere else?

      All I had to come up with was a fictitious small town, a couple of transplanted Yankees, a stuck elevator, a cute baby…and, well, you can read for yourself! I hope you have as much fun reading this story as I did creating it.

      Enjoy!

      Cheryl Anne Porter

      Books by Cheryl Anne Porter

      HARLEQUIN DUETS

      12—PUPPY LOVE

      21—DRIVE-BY DADDY

      35—SITTING PRETTY

      HARLEQUIN TEMPTATION

      818—HER ONLY CHANCE

      To my sweet baby girl, MacKenzie.

      Love you, “Macaroon.”

      And to all my relatives in Georgia

      (about half the state at last count),

      but most especially to my cousin Joyce Colbaugh

      for her unflagging efforts to promote my books

      in her neck of the woods!