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A Mum for Christmas. Doreen Roberts
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Автор произведения Doreen Roberts
Жанр Современные любовные романы
Издательство HarperCollins
With a start he glanced at the clock. He’d left Lucy down there with Mrs. Claus long enough.
His daughter was still sitting where he’d left her, he discovered when he reached the fifth floor. She looked quite at home in Mrs. Claus’s small lap. In fact, something curled inside him when he saw her look up at Sherrie with a big smile spreading over her face.
He hadn’t seen Lucy smile like that in a long, long time.
He watched the two of them together for a few moments, touched by the earnest way they were chatting to each other. Lucy had certainly taken to Mrs. Claus. If the rest of the children were as happy with her, this could be the best season yet at Blanchard’s.
That had been a brilliant idea of Sherrie Latimer’s. He must remember to tell her so when she left. Again that small pang of regret attacked his midriff. Frowning, he shook off the moment of melancholy and strode toward the display.
Lucy’s face lit up when she saw her father, and she held out her arms to him.
“Thanks, Mrs. Claus,” Matt said gruffly as he scooped his daughter up in his arms. “I appreciate you staying on to watch her for me.”
“I enjoyed it,” Sherrie said, smiling at him.
For a moment Matt basked in that smile. Now that he knew what she looked like under all that padding, his imagination filled in what he couldn’t see. Annoyed with himself for letting his mind stray in that dangerous direction, he gave her a brief nod. “Well, have a good evening. See you tomorrow.”
Sherrie watched him leave, Lucy still in his arms. For some reason she felt unutterably lonely. The day was over and she had nothing better to do than go back to that bleak apartment. As well as shop for groceries, she reminded herself as she made her way back to the employees’ lounge. Not to mention washing her dress when she got home.
A familiar face greeted her when she entered the lounge.
“Hi, Mrs. Claus,” Beryl Robbins said cheerfully. “Survived another day, I see.”
Sherrie laughed. “I think I’m growing into the part. My back is permanently bowed and my hair is turning white.”
Beryl made a face. “I know what you mean. It’s been one of those days. I broke two nails, lost a shipment of Christmas tree ornaments somewhere and Matt got on my case about some kid terrorizing the toy department with one of our bestselling items. I had to pull them all off the shelf. Thank God it’s time to go home.”
Sherrie studied the woman thoughtfully. She’d offered to answer any questions Sherrie might have. How forthcoming would she be about her boss? Sherrie wondered.
Deciding to find out, she said casually, “I’m going to stop off for a coffee on my way home. If you’re not in a hurry, would you care to join me?”
Beryl reached for a brilliant red coat on the coat stand. “Make it an espresso and you’ve got a deal.”
Sherrie grinned. “Just give me time to get out of these clothes and I’ll be with you.”
The coffee bar was noisy, warm and infinitely better than the empty apartment. Sherrie chose a corner table by the window and waited for her companion to get settled before tackling the subject.
After asking a few questions about the store in general, she slipped in the casual comment. “I met Mr. Blanchard’s daughter, Lucy. She seems such a lonely little girl.”
Beryl sighed. “I know. It’s such a shame. I’m not sure what happened, but as far as I can make out, Matt caught his wife cheating on him and dumped her when Lucy was a year old.”
Sherrie stared at her in dismay. “He dumped Lucy’s mother?”
“Well, I can’t say I’m surprised. She was a lot younger than Matt, still a kid herself, really. I heard that she got bored with sitting home alone with a baby while Matt was working. She started going out without him, leaving Lucy with a baby-sitter. She must have been no-good, since Matt got custody.”
“Poor Lucy,” Sherrie murmured. “Though it must be hard on her father, too. I don’t suppose he has much time to himself, with a daughter to look after.”
“He has a housekeeper who helps take care of Lucy.” Beryl took a sip of coffee. “Not that he’s much of a party animal. I think he gets out to his health club a couple of times a week. Matt is a strong believer in keeping fit. He tried to start an exercise session at the store, but everyone dropped out after the first week or two. Matt’s a tough instructor.”
She could just imagine, Sherrie thought, remembering the broad shoulders and narrow hips of her boss. It took discipline to look that good. She sat up straight, almost spilling her coffee. She had the perfect candidate after all—Elaine Maitland.
Elaine was a secretary at Conway Pharmaceuticals. She was also a fitness freak, not to mention bright, intelligent and attractive. She had made Sherrie feel tired at times, relating her adventures on the ski slopes, the tennis courts and the golf courses, as well as her stints as swim coach for the local grade school and aerobics instructor in her spare time.
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