Delivering Secrets
T Midwife Ellie Diamond convinces herself that it is the chance to bring up her young son in an idyllic coastal town that has lured her back to Bell’s River. It has nothing to do with the chance to work closely with her former love, obstetrician Dr Luke Farrell—the man Ellie promised to return to five years ago… Ellie discovers that Luke has changed as much as she has in the intervening years, though one thing that hasn’t is their fierce and irresistible attraction for each other. While Ellie dreams of a future with Luke, she fears that the secrets that separated them in the past could destroy their fragile relationship in the present. Well, as usual with one of yours, I really, really enjoyed it. Loved the medical details – the labours etc but especially loved the way you did little Josh’s symptoms and diagnosis. One of the great aaaaaaaah moments. Pat U.K. DELIVERING SECRETS is an exciting tale of lost love and found dreams within the drama of the maternity and delivery wards. There is nothing quite so poignant as that of a husband and wife in the throes of childbirth and the love that envelopes the act. Snappy dialogue and excellent characterisation make this a story not to be missed. DELIVERING SECRETS is a special book that will warm your heart and tug at your emotions for a long time to come. Diana Risso Her credentials were crumpled at the edges, and she smoothed the papers a little before she placed then on the desk. She recited her latest confidence mantra under her breath. You are a great midwife. He would be lucky to have you. The silence stretched on and Ellie had to break it. She drew a deep breath and smiled shakily. ‘Thank you for seeing me, Dr Farrell. Luke. You have a lovely surgery here,’ she felt inane but at least she was trying. Luke almost sighed with regret. Lord, he’d loved her. Her voice still sounded the same as it always had – beautifully melodic – like the rhythmic beat of the waves he could hear at night in his bed. He frowned at the fanciful thought. He didn’t have fanciful thoughts about women in this office, and he’d stopped fantasising about Ellie McGuire ten years ago. Or at least five since she’d failed to make good on their pact to return to Bell’s River. To make matters worse, Ellie hadn’t even had the decency to tell him herself that she wouldn’t be coming back. She’d left a message with his mother instead. Since then, Luke had decided that was all for the best. But why did she have to come back now! He stared down at the papers but didn’t pick them up. He was at a loss to know how to interview her. Apart from the fact that he wasn’t masochistic enough to want to work with the only woman he’d offered his heart too; she was the direct opposite to what he’d had in mind for his obstetric practice. He’d envisaged a middle aged, soft-spoken, motherly woman available to take the blood pressure checks and urine testing off his hands. And hopefully provide a sympathetic ear to problems that his clients were often reluctant to discuss with a male doctor. What he had in front of him was a woman from his past, whom he’d finally not thought of for a reasonable length of time. Admittedly she looked different to the seventeen-year-old he remembered. Apart from the fact that she now wore her stunning fiery red hair in a short crop, the years had only fulfilled the promise of her youth. Ellie’s skin was still that pale peach that should have burned in the sun, but didn’t seem to, and if she had lines on her face, they were too fine for him to see. With her pert breasts and those long legs, she was gut-wrenchingly beautiful. He wasn’t into gorgeous radicals with cutely cropped hair and lots of jewellery – so why did he feel like he was suffering from a sudden attack of asthma? A sardonic voice inside his head whispered that there was no breathlessness when his fiancée, Anthea, walked into the room. Luke leaned across the desk and picked up her resume to distract his disloyal thoughts. Midwifery, Advanced Life Support Obstetrics, Neonatal Intensive Care, two years each at three different hospitals: so she still moved around a lot. Little Ellie had done well with her midwifery, he mused. Her credentials were impressive. Emotionally, he could never judge this woman fairly, but morally, he should consider her. ‘So what brings you back to Bell’s River, Ellie McGuire?’ He didn’t add “five years too late”, but he felt like it and the bitterness tasted like flat beer on his tongue.
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