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Автор: Carol Marinelli
Издательство: HarperCollins
Серия: Mills & Boon Medical
Жанр произведения: Контркультура
Год издания: 0
isbn: 9781472059895
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      St Piran’s: Rescuing Pregnant Cinderella

      Carol Marinelli

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      Table of Contents

       Cover Page

       Title Page

       Dear Reader

       About the Author

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       Epilogue

       Copyright

       Dear Reader

      I am thrilled to be a part of the St Piran’s Hospital continuity series, and have loved working alongside my favourite authors and being involved in such an exciting series.

      My heroine Izzy is going through such a difficult time that my first instinct was to send in a hero that would fix everything for her—and, with a baby on the way, fix things soon! I was delighted to find, though, that Diego had other ideas.

      He’s my ultimate sort of hero—he lets Izzy find her own solutions, trusts her perhaps more than she trusts herself, and is also incredibly sexy—I mean, way too sexy for a heroine who’s sworn off men to deal with!

      Happy reading!

      Carol x

      About the Author

      CAROL MARINELLI recently filled in a form where she was asked for her job title, and was thrilled after all these years to be able to put down her answer as ‘writer’. Then it asked what Carol did for relaxation. After chewing her pen for a moment Carol put down the truth—‘writing’. The third question asked—‘What are your hobbies?’ Well, not wanting to look obsessed or, worse still, boring, she crossed the fingers on her free hand and answered ‘swimming and tennis’. But, given that the chlorine in the pool does terrible things to her highlights, and the closest she’s got to a tennis racket in the last couple of years is watching the Australian Open, I’m sure you can guess the real answer!

      Carol also writes for Mills & Boon® Modern™ Romance

      Chapter One

      ‘I’M READY to come back to St Piran’s.’

      No words filled the silence, there was no quick response to her statement, so Izzy ploughed on, determined to make a good impression with Jess, the hospital counsellor. ‘I’m really looking forward to being back at work.’ Izzy’s voice was upbeat. ‘I know that a few people have suggested that I wait till the baby is born, I mean, given that I can only work for a couple of months, but I really think that this is the right thing for me.’

      Still Jess said nothing, still Izzy argued to the silence. ‘I’m ready to move on with my life. I’ve put the house on the market…’ She felt as if she were at an interview, effectively she was at an interview. After the terrible events of four months ago, Ben Carter, the senior consultant in A and E, had told her to take all the time she needed before she came back to the unit where she worked as an emergency registrar.

      It would have been far easier to not come back, and at nearly twenty-eight weeks pregnant she’d had every reason to put it off, but Izzy had finally taken the plunge, and instead of ringing Ben to tell him her decision, she had dropped by unannounced. But to her surprise, instead of welcoming her back with open arms, Ben had gently but firmly informed her that it would be preferable if she see one of the hospital counsellors.

      ‘I’m fine!’ Izzy had said. ‘I don’t need to see a counsellor.’

      ‘You are seeing someone, though?’ Ben had correctly interpreted the beat of silence.

      ‘I was.’ Izzy had swallowed. ‘But I’m fine now.’

      ‘Good!’ Ben had clipped. ‘Then you won’t have a problem speaking with someone else.’

      ‘Ben!’ Izzy had hardly been able to contain her fury. ‘It’s been four months! You know me—’

      ‘Izzy!’ Ben had interrupted, refusing to be manipulated. ‘I worked with you daily, I’ve been to your home, I got on well with Henry and yet I had no idea what you were going through, so, no, I’m not convinced I do know you or that you’d come to me if you had a problem.’

      Izzy