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KAYLA RUSSELL DOESN'T LIKE VALENTINE'S DAY
What should be Kayla's favorite holiday is just another reminder that she hasn't met someone special. The beautiful florist—and hopeless romantic—has nearly given up on love, when the man of her dreams walks into her shop…to buy flowers for another woman!
Former music superstar Derek Wood poses as a local deliveryman while he cares for his ailing mother. Derek is drawn to Kayla's genuine spirit and natural beauty, but he can't hide his identity forever. The man Kayla's falling for doesn't really exist, but the feelings they share are real. Will Derek finally give Kayla a reason to love Valentine's Day?
A Valentine for Kayla (Heartsong Presents), by Kimberly Rose Johnson - Amazon Sales Rank: #948675 in eBooks
- Published on: 2015-03-01
- Released on: 2015-03-01
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A Valentine for Kayla (Heartsong Presents), by Kimberly Rose Johnson About the Author Kimberly Rose Johnson lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and two teenage sons. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers. Kimberly enjoys reading, music, chocolate, and coffee. You may contact her through her website at www.kimberlyrjohnson.com.
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. "I hate Valentine's Day." Kayla Russell secured a flower arrangement in the delivery box, then moved on to the next one in a long line of vases and baskets filled with colorful flowers and greenery. Everywhere she looked there were hearts or cupids to remind her of the dreaded day.Her best friend and business partner, Jill, shot her the look—the one that said Spare me. "I'm sure if you had a boyfriend, you'd feel differently.""Unlikely. Think about it—no matter how you look at it, unless your man is Prince Charming, there's no way he can live up to the hype. The day is one big disappointment.""I'm glad everyone doesn't feel that way or you and I would be out of business. Have you looked at the orders? I'm going to be working all night just to get everything finished in time for Charlie to deliver tomorrow."Kayla bit her bottom lip. Flowers and More depended on successful holidays to keep their doors open. Sure, they stocked gifts and music, but the big money came from days like Valentine's. She glanced at the clock. "I wish the UPS guy would get here. He's late, and I needed the cards for the flowers yesterday.""Use one of the generic cards with our logo. No one will care if there's not a heart on the card.""I care. I may not like the day, but I want our customers to feel treasured and loved." Kayla fluffed and straightened a bow around a clear vase—perfect."For someone who despises the most romantic day of the year, you're quite the romantic." A tiny smile crossed Jill's face before her brow puckered. "This arrangement is cramping my hand.""Want me to take over?"Jill's gaze shot to her. "No way. The last time you arranged something, I had to tear it apart and start over.""I'm not that bad anymore. I've been watching you. I'm sure I've improved." She crumpled a sheet of tissue paper and flung it at Jill."Mmm-hmm. You keep telling yourself that, but leave the floral design to me. You stick to making bows and running the store."The bell on the entrance jingled. "I hope that's UPS." Kayla rushed through the swinging door into the main part of their shop and stopped midstep. That was not their normal UPS guy. This one hummed a familiar worship song and walked with a bounce in his step.He stopped humming when his eyes rested on hers. "Afternoon." He handed her a small box. "Busy day."She tore her gaze from his twinkling azure eyes. "Yes, here, too." She raised the box. "Thanks—I've been waiting for these.""Welcome. Have a good one.""Come again soon." The last word died on her lips as she realized how ridiculous she sounded. He'd be back only if she had something shipped UPS. It wasn't as if he were a customer.He winked and strode his toned body out the door, then hopped into the large brown truck and rumbled down the road."Come again soon?" she muttered. He probably thought she was a nutcase, and today that wouldn't be far from the truth. But, oh, he was something, and so polite, too. Kayla mentally ticked through her must-have list of qualities for a husband. Tall, handsome, kind eyes, sings, loves the Lord—"Earth to Dreamer. Come in, Dreamer." Jill waved a hand in front of her face.Kayla blinked rapidly and stepped back. "What did I miss?""I was going to ask you the same thing. I haven't seen that look on your face since…forever. What gives?""The new UPS driver caught my eye, and I made a fool of myself.""Really? I thought your dream man had to be rich. Last I checked, deliverymen don't rake in money.""I crossed that requirement off my list last year. I'm not a gold digger and that seemed gold diggerish.""Maybe there's hope for you yet," Jill called over her shoulder as she pushed through the doorway and into the back room, where all the magic happened, as Jill liked to say.Kayla carefully sliced open the box and pulled out the Valentine's cards. She hurriedly wrote out messages until her hand demanded she stop. Maybe a coffee break was in order—decaf since it was after five; otherwise, she'd never sleep tonight, no matter how busy her day. Just then the front door swung open and a harried man in a gray suit strode in."Is it too late to order a delivery for tomorrow?" He pulled out his wallet and handed her a clipping from a magazine. "My wife wants that." He pointed to the page and rocked back on his heels.Smart man, or maybe his wife was the smart one. She couldn't be disappointed if he gave her what she asked for."I think we can do the job. May I keep this?" He nodded."Thanks. I'll attach it to the order form." She passed him a Valentine's card and pen. "How about you write your wife a message while I ring this up?""You saved me. I'm on my way out of town and won't be here to deliver it in person." The man scribbled out something, placed the card in an envelope and slid it across the counter."It's our pleasure. I hope your wife enjoys the flowers." She took down the pertinent information, then collected his money. "Have a good one.""You, too." The man rushed out as fast as he'd arrived.Kayla took the order to Jill. "I have one more for you." She waved the magazine clipping."No! I thought when I said I'd be here all night, you understood I couldn't take any more orders.""Come on—the guy's going out of town and wants his wife to be remembered. Surely you can accommodate him. Besides, I already told him we could and he's gone. We are a florist, and we can't not take orders. It doesn't work that way."Jill groaned. "You're killing me. At this rate, I'm going to run out of flowers. Please, no more special orders or someone will be disappointed when their flowers show up the day after Valentine's. Next year we need to hire an additional florist."Kayla saluted her friend. "I want to help. What can I do?"Jill set her to doing prep work that a third grader wouldn't have problems with. Not that she was insulted, but lately she'd gotten bored with life at the flower shop. After nearly three years, the ten-hour days were wearing on her. And more than ever she wanted a special someone in her life, but as each year passed, she felt a little less hopeful.A catalog caught her eye. Maybe she should place an order and have it sent UPS. She'd like to see the new guy again. He was the first man she'd met in a long time who even came close to fulfilling the qualities on her list. She fingered the glossy cover, then shook her head at the idea. She needed to get through tomorrow, and she didn't have time for silly schoolgirl thoughts—no matter how entertaining.Derek Wood left the little flower shop determined to return soon, even if it meant buying something he didn't need. Not that he was in the market for a girlfriend, especially after that mess with Estelle Rogers, Hollywood's It girl. But he couldn't quench the interest the dark-haired beauty at the flower shop had sparked. Too bad he hadn't met her a few years ago; she would have been perfect for his music video.But he'd left that life behind. Going on six months now with no paparazzi scoping out his every move. Praise the Lord he used a pseudonym, so they wouldn't trace him to his mother's home in Oak Knoll, Oregon. It was a good thing she'd moved here a couple of years ago, because if he'd been in his hometown, there'd have been no hiding from anyone.He pulled into the UPS parking lot, locked up, then went inside to clock out. It'd been a long day, but he'd heard stories from other drivers that today was nothing compared with the Christmas season. He shuddered—maybe he'd move on by then. It wasn't as if he needed to work. He'd made plenty of money from his albums.Derek clocked out, then headed to his F-250 4x4—a present he bought himself after returning from Italy.He stepped up into his new baby, and with a flip of his wrist, the engine purred to life. He slid it into gear and pulled out of the parking lot. He should've bought flowers for his mom. There was time, though, since Valentine's Day was tomorrow. If Dad were still living, he would have made sure she had the biggest bouquet he could find. Derek sighed at the memory of his father's sudden death last year. His dad's heart condition had gone unnoticed until it was too late.At least his mom had used the hard lesson with his dad to get her own heart checked out. As it turned out, hers wasn't in great shape, either—a big reason he'd come to town, to be with her.He absolutely needed to do something for Mom—this would be a tough Valentine's Day for her. And now he had the perfect excuse to go back to the flower shop. Giving her flowers a day early would be unexpected—he liked surprising people.He detoured through downtown and drove slowly past the shop. A closed sign hung on the door. He frowned and kept going. Maybe he'd have time to stop tomorrow—the gift wouldn't be such a surprise coming on Valentine's Day, but that was fine.Ten minutes later he swung into his mom's driveway and sauntered inside. "Mom, I'm home." The house was unusually quiet. He breathed in the faint smell of chicken. Mom had mentioned something about chicken salad. The ticking of the mantel clock filled the silence. Had she gone out with a friend? He lived in the guest cottage out back, but they usually ate dinner together in the main house."Mom?" He went into the kitchen and spotted his mother sitting at the kitchen table. "Hey, what's up?"She turned to face him with a vacant look in her eyes. Was one eye drooping?His heart hammered, and he rushed to her side. "What's wrong?" He knelt beside her and took her hand.She blinked and spoke very slowly with semigarbled words.Something was definitely wrong. "Come on, Mom. I'm taking you to the hospital." It would take an ambulance at least ten minutes to get here. He could have her to the hospital himself in that amount of time. He slid one arm under her legs and the other around her shoulders, then gently hoisted her up and rushed to his pickup as fast as he could without hurting her in the process. "How long have you been like this?" he asked as he buckled her seat belt.She gave him a blank stare.He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. Mom needed him and he must keep it together. With urgency he'd never known, he drove as fast as he dared. Ten minutes later he parked in the emergency department's lot. "Be right back." He hopped out and rushed inside, then quickly told the check-in lady about his mom and asked for a wheelchair.The glass doors to the emergency department slid open and his mom wandered in with stooped shoulders. He hurried to her. "I was going to bring you a wheelchair."She slid her hand into his and gave it a slight squeeze. Her eyes remained vacant, but clearly something was working inside her head. He guided her to a chair and returned to let the triage nurse know his mother was waiting.Bowing his head and closing his eyes, he prayed. Lord, You are the great physician. Please take care of my mom."Mrs. Wood." A man wearing green scrubs approached them pushing a wheelchair.Derek stood to assist his mom into the chair."I'm Micah." The man wheeled her forward.Derek stayed by her side, wishing Micah would walk faster. Not that he was crawling, but picking up the pace would be nice. Surely the sooner his mom received medical treatment, the better her prognosis would be. He stomped down his frustration. Mom slid her hand into his again and held tight. Startled, he looked down. She gave him a half smile. He tried to grin back, but the reality of the situation struck him at that moment—his mom had had a stroke.Kayla flipped the page of her book. The end of February was notoriously slow. The bells on the shop door jingled. She looked up from the book she was reading and then shot to her feet. Mr. UPS was back, but he wasn't wearing his brown uniform. Instead he had on blue jeans and a long-sleeve black button-up shirt. "Long time no see." He hadn't been back since the day before Valentine's, and she'd spotted another driver on his route.He grinned. "Yeah. I'm in the market for some flowers.""You came to the right place. What would you like?""Something cheerful."She stepped around the counter. "We have several nice bouquets and arrangements in the refrigerator, but you're a little late for Valentine's," she teased."I wouldn't have been if you'd been open when I stopped back by last week." He winked, then pointed to a purple vase arranged with roses, daisy poms, alstroemerias and asters in varying shades of pink and purple. "I'll take that."He'd come by? "Great choice. I'm sorry we missed you. I hope your girlfriend will understand."He opened his mouth to reply just as his cell phone rang. "Excuse me. I need to take this. Hey, Jerry. What's going on?" He walked to the front of the shop and stood facing the street with his back toward her. Too bad she couldn't hear what he was saying. She'd love to be a ladybug on the potted lily plant he stood beside. She always had been too nosy for her own good.He spun around and walked toward her, a frown marring his perfect face.She smiled brightly. "By the way, I'm Kayla, co-owner of Flowers and More.""Derek. It's nice to officially meet you." She placed the vase in a box and stuffed paper around it to keep it from tipping. "Are you working a different route? I noticed someone else has been in the neighborhood.""Things are up in the air right now." He handed her a fifty.She punched in the amount on the register, then handed him his change. "Thanks for coming back and not giving up on us."He picked up the box with both hands. "You have a nice place." Then he left.She stood openmouthed, staring. "And there he goes once again." He was probably taken—all the good guys were."Who goes where again?" Jill carried a bucket filled with carnations to the fridge, slid the door open and set it on the floor inside."Remember that new UPS guy?""You mean the one who sent you off into la-la land." She snickered. "Sure. What about him?""He just left with flowers. I assume they're for his girlfriend."Jill sobered. "Ah, sweetie. I'm sorry. But as they say, there are more fish in the sea.""Yeah, well, from where I stand, there's a famine and all the fish swam away looking for better seas."Jill chuckled as she poured coffee into two mugs and handed Kayla one. "Take a seat with me?"Kayla followed her friend to the bistro table they kept in the shop for quick breaks and customer consultations. She held the warm ceramic mug between both hands."What's going on with you lately? You've been restless and more discontented than usual.""I know. I guess I'm bored."Jill bit her bottom lip and stared into her mug. "I was afraid of that. Business is doing well enough. I think we could afford to hire a part-time cashier. That would free you up to pursue—" she raised a shoulder "—whatever it is that is missing and making you unhappy."Kayla's insides knotted. "I'm not unhappy. Just …not content." She'd put countless hours into this business and took pride in their success. At least they were turning a profit, but that was no longer enough. What would be enough?"I think you need a vacation. This is historically a slow time. Why don't you go someplace sunny and warm?""You don't know how nice that sounds." She glanced toward the window and noted raindrops sputtering from the gray sky. "But I don't think now is the time to leave.""Then when?"
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful. Constantly changing events kept this so interesting! By NorthernBookLover I was excited to see what Ms. Johnson was going to come out with for this book, because I really loved her last book. I was also a little afraid I might not like it as much as A Match for Meghan because I adored Meghan and identified with her so much and really felt like she was a lot like me. A story is more fun when it feels like you are the main character! I knew right away when I started A Valentine for Kayla that I was going to like it even more! It had so many changes in it along the way that I never knew what was coming next and it was just plain fun! I felt like I knew each character well and understood their actions. I was truly surprised with a few story twists and turns, and loved that! A Valentine for Kayla is a very sweet, fun, entertaining book with heartfelt Godly messages throughout. The Heartsong books are little shorter than most novels, but longer than a novella where you can get into a story and have some meat in it, yet it's still a quick read. I enjoyed the writing style and flow a lot also.I give A Valentine for Kayla 5 out of 5 stars! It's my favorite book by Kimberly Rose Johnson so far, and I can't wait to see what she comes out with next! I definitely recommend this book!I received this book in exchange for my honest review.
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful. Better read this one! By Jerilyn J. I really liked this little book. It kept my interest all the way through and had some twists and turns I wasn't expecting. I had to laugh about the way Kayla was telling God what she wanted instead of asking God what He wanted...guess we all do that. I am still impressed with the high quality of writing in these little books by Kimberly Rose Johnson. So many books out today have typos and, what is worse, just plain grammer errors that it was refreshing to just be able to read straight through and enjoy each page. This is a fun read and I would recommend it to all.
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful. Do you love love??? Then this is the perfect book for you...... By Babsy13 I won this book in a goodread.com giveaway...thank you.This is a sweet little romance book sure to leave you smiling. The story and characters are terrific. Taking place in a flower shop is the icing on the book!!! Highly recommend for lovers of romance that will make your heart sing.
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