Marrying Mister Perfect
“Natalie had been nice enough—a little nervous, but sweet. Lou hadn’t been able to imagine her with Jack, but she was a lovely girl, if a little undefined, as if she hadn’t been shaped by life yet. But Marcy.
Damn.
The petite brunette had a sharp wit, an easy smile and a ready laugh. And worst—or perhaps best—of all, she made Jack smile. He was comfortable with her. Happy.
The kids took to her immediately. Emma even crawled into her lap with her worn-to-pieces copy of The Lorax and demanded Marcy read to her. And she did. Complete with funny voices and goofy sound effects. Emma had looked at her like she was pure magic from that moment on.
And Lou hadn’t even been able to work up a good bout of jealousy. Marcy was just too damn likeable. Too down-to-earth. Too sweet. And far too sympathetic. Her slightly tilted green eyes seemed to see everything, like some benevolent, omniscient goddess who just happened to have been dropped into the body of a petite and pretty romance novelist from Ohio.
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