Their Baby Bond. Amy Andrews

and his sperm. It’s their baby. It’s their genetic material. I’m just incubating it for them. Could I have done it if it had had my own genetic material? No. But to be able to give them their own baby after all their problems—nothing has ever been simpler.’

      ‘And how does that work legally?’

      ‘Grey area,’ she said. ‘Legally I’m recognised as the mother, so Jan and Martin would have had to have officially adopted the baby.’

      ‘And now? Now they’re gone? You didn’t exactly sign up for this, did you?’

      Lou gave him a sad smile. ‘No. Not really. But you know, this is my sister’s baby, and whether I like it or not the law recognises me as its mother. And,’ she said firmly, daring him with her eyes to argue, ‘I’m going to give it the best damn life I can.’

      Will felt his heart swell with pride at her selfless generosity. He’d always been proud to know Louise Marsden, but this was the icing on the cake. She was doing something completely selfless. Completely worthy. Lou had been through so much in the time he’d been away. Such a momentous year. And then an awful thought struck him. ‘Did they know you were pregnant before the accident?’