Bachelor Father
Working at a day care center, teacher Penny Stern knew sheâd bond with the childrenâbut she never expected to fall for adorable four-year-old twins or their handsome uncle. Her heart is in danger when Rick Granger asks for a helping hand. Named guardian to the twins after his sisterâs death, the confirmed bachelor is in way over his head. And when his construction company is in danger of falling behind on a job at Wranglers Ranch, the single dad realizes he needs a full-time mom for the twins. Penny wants happily-ever-after, but Rick is offering a marriage in name only. Could two wily twins and one heartfelt wish help make them a real family?
âDo you need love, Uncle Rick?â
âHuh?â He focused on the road as he tried to decipher what his niece meant. âWe all need love, sweetie.â He gulped. If this was parenting, he was about to flunk. âWhy do you ask?â
ââCause I heard Penny talking to Miss Miranda anâ Penny said you needed love so youâd stop hurting. I love you real lots and Kyle does, too.â
âI donât think I have any special hurt today, sweetheart, but if I did, for sure your hug would fix it,â he said. Penny had said he needed love? What in the world? Suddenly a lightbulb clicked on inside his head.
Could Penny be matchmaking?
Had she misunderstood their last conversation and decided that he needed a woman in his life?
Once they were home and the kids were tucked in, the idea came to him. Maybe it was Penny who needed a matchmaker.
He sat down to make a list of male friends who might fit her bill. Only thing was, he ended up deleting most of them because imagining Penny with any of his buddies gave Rick an unsettled feeling in his stomach.
Must have been the fast food. Certainly couldnât be because he was interested in Pennyâs personal life.
LOIS RICHER loves traveling, swimming and quilting, but mostly she loves writing stories that show Godâs boundless love for His precious children. As she says, âHis love never changes or gives up. Itâs always waiting for me. My stories feature imperfect characters learning that love doesnât mean attaining perfection. Love is about keeping on keeping on.â You can contact Lois via email, [email protected], or on Facebook (loisricherauthor).
Chapter One
âAre you buying that for your little girl?â
Startled from her reverie about children and the lack of them in her life, Penelope Stern dropped the stuffed pig onto the display and wheeled around. A child with lopsided pigtails and thoughtful brown eyes studied her for a moment before picking up the animal herself to study it more closely.
âMoms always like pink,â she proclaimed, her head tilted to one side. âMine did, too.â Her face got a soft, weepy look. âBut I donât gots a mom no more.â
âOh?â Moved by her woeful expression and the sorrowful sound of loss in her voice, it took a minute before Pennyâs brain clicked in. âBut Iâm not a moââ
âKatie?â The word emerged from behind Penny, a low male growl that held both reproof and resignation. âI asked you and Kyle to stay with me, remember?â The man held up a hand when Katieâs bow lips parted. âAnd no, we canât buy that toy because you already have a zoo full of stuffed animals at home.â
Penny watched as the tall, lean dad gently lifted the pig from the childâs hand and returned it to the shelf. Handsome yet disheveled in battered cowboy boots, jeans that had seen a lot of wear and a red-and-white-checked shirt that was missing two buttons, he shoved back his Stetson, tenderly brushed his hand over the childâs head then looked up at Penny.
âI hope Katie wasnât bothering you.â
âOh, no, she wasnât botherââ Only the strictest control kept Penny from gasping when she glimpsed the angrily crumpled skin that scarred the left side of his very handsome face. She met his gaze and mentally winced at his expressionâas if he was resigned to people staring at him, as if he was waiting for her to turn away in disgust, as if that had happened before. âKatie wasnât bothering me at all.â She hoped her smile would cover her disconcerted reaction.
âSheâs buyinâ that pig for her little girl, Uncle Rick.â Katie grabbed the pig and returned it to Penny. âSheâll like it,â the sprite promised, pigtails bobbing. Then she leaned on Uncle Rickâs arm and yawned. âIs it time to go home now? Iâm tired.â
âWell, darlinâ, Iâve almost finished my list but now Kyleâs wandered off.â The man heaved a sigh that said better than any words could that he, too, was weary and more than ready to leave. âLetâs go find your brother.â