Way to Her Heart - By Melanie Schuster Page 0,2
look even cuter.
As she carefully placed the last tea cake in the basket, she dusted the light coating of sugar off her fingertips and looked intently at Lucas. He was so tall and so handsome that it was easy to overlook the things she really liked about him. He was funny and nice and kind and he was the best cook in the world, even better than his brother Jared, in Sydney’s opinion. She’d had several months to observe him, and she was more convinced than ever that he’d be the perfect husband for her mother. Now was the perfect time to launch her plan.
“Uncle Lucas, do you like my mommy?” she asked innocently.
He smiled down at her as he stirred simple syrup into the tea. “Of course I do, sweetie. I like you, too.”
Sydney smiled back, flashing her deep dimples. “I like you, too. A whole lot,” she confided. “But do you really, really like my mommy?”
Lucas finished stirring the tea and added slices of lemons and pineapple to the pitcher. He sat on the stool next to Sydney and crossed his arms as he met her intelligent gaze.
“Yes, I really, really like your mommy. She’s very pretty and smart and she has a lovely personality. Why are you so curious about this all of a sudden?”
Sydney crossed her legs and linked her hands around one knee. “Because I think you should marry her.”
A year ago, even six months ago, Lucas would have had a different reaction to her words. He was far too busy dating a wide variety of women to even think about settling down with one. Many ladies had tried and failed to slip a matrimonial noose around his neck, and he had evaded them all with ease. But that had all changed when his brother married Alexis and Lucas met Dr. Sherri Stratton. The first time he saw her smile, he was captured. Her smooth skin, those dimples, and the intelligence and humor that sparkled in her eyes all got to him in an instant. When he finally got around to observing the rest of her, he was even more impressed. Sherri was brainy and accomplished, in addition to being a real beauty.
In his younger years the brains and accomplishments wouldn’t have meant as much as the fact that she was a certified dime piece, but now they did. However, one of the things that made Sherri superlative in Lucas’s eyes was sitting next to him with her eyes locked on his. Anyone who could raise a child as sweet and engaging as Sydney had to be an amazing person.
“So are you going to do it, Uncle Lucas?”
He had to focus quickly in order to give her an intelligent response. “Why do you think I should marry your mom, sweetie?”
“Because she should have a really nice husband like Uncle Todd and Uncle Jared. She should have someone to be sweet to her. My auntie Emily is really happy now that she has Uncle Todd, and Auntie Alexis is really happy with Uncle Jared, and I want my mommy to be happy, too.”
Lucas was bemused by her astute analysis of the situation. “Why do you think I’d make her happy?”
Sydney pushed her glasses up and started counting off reasons on her fingers. “Because you’re very nice. You talk to everybody and you treat everybody like they’re important. You make her laugh. You’re very handsome, but that’s just a bonus. You have a nice family and they like me. And you’re very nice to me.”
“You’ve given this a lot of thought, Sydney. Are you sure I’m the right guy? You realize that if I was to marry your mom I’d be your stepfather,” he said carefully. “Did you think about that?”
“Of course I did. I think you’d be good at it. Do you think I’d be a good little girl to have around?”
“You’d be the best in the world, sweetie. But what would your own daddy think about someone else in your life?” he asked gently.
“I don’t think he thinks about me at all,” she replied with a shrug. “I’ve never met him. He and my mommy weren’t married and he went away when he found out about me.”
Lucas felt his throat tighten at the idea of a man walking away from a woman like Sherri and ignoring an adorable child like Sydney. He’d often wondered if Sherri was divorced or widowed—because there clearly was no husband in the current picture—but he’d never asked Alexis about her