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Halloween is over. A lot of romantic heroes came to my door Friday night. Vampires and firemen, super heroes and soldiers, werewolves and cowboys. There was a doctor, a policeman, a native American with a bright feathered headdress he made himself, several karate masters. Some of them were a little short, but hey, who’s measuring. Heroes every one. The best of the alpha males.

Now it’s Monday, the toilet paper has disintegrated, the pumpkins removed from doorsteps, the orange crepe paper pulled from trees.

Tomorrow, flags will wave and whoever didn’t manage to vote early will stand in line at the polling places. And it occurs to me that not one politician came to my door on Friday. (Not even a real one canvassing for his or her candidate.)
Which made me start trying to recall any romances I’ve read where the hero was a politician.

I remember one of Barbara Michaels’ romantic suspense novels was called Smoke and Mirrors and involved a Washington campaign. But I can’t remember if the hero was a politician. Does anyone know?

Jennifer Crusie’s Phineas Tucker was the mayor of Temptation in Welcome to Temptation. Phin doesn’t really fit the politician mold, but Crusie gets some good material from the squabble over family values.

Heroes of historicals may appear in Parliament or champion better working conditions or hospital reform, but their real persona is that of Duke or Knight or just plain Mr.

Can anyone come up with a romance hero who is a politician? To prod your memory cells, I’ll randomly choose one of you to receive a copy of my NEW Brava book, The Man For Me, whose hero is a baseball player, another one of those usually tabooed hero types, a guy who is American as apple pie and just as tasty.