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The Greek Doctor's New-Year Baby

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He changed the subject. ‘This isn’t what I expected.’

She raised an eyebrow. ‘What did you think my flat would be like?’

‘Girly. Full of pink, glittery, fluffy things.’

She smiled. ‘I’m thirty, not thirteen.’

‘Which doesn’t mean a thing. So do I get a guided tour?’ he asked.

‘Sure. This is the living room, and you’ve seen the kitchen. I’m on the top floor, so I don’t have a garden, which leaves you with the bathroom, here…’ She led him into the hallway and opened a door to reveal another restful room, in blue and white with a print of a lighthouse on one wall and a mirror decorated in shells. ‘And my room.’

Now, that was more what he’d expected, and he couldn’t resist smiling. Madison’s bedroom was as girly as it got. Although the walls and curtains and carpets were plain and neutral, just like the rest of the flat, there was a huge pile of cushions on the wrought-iron bed in a variety of textures from soft velvet to smooth silk, some of them embroidered and others with decorative beadwork and sequins. There was a haphazard pile of books on her bedside table—from the designs on the covers, he could tell that they were the kind of romantic comedies his oldest sister loved—but the bit that silenced him temporarily was the string of pink, fluffy lights around the mirror on Madison’s dressing table.

‘Did you just tell me you were thirty, not thirteen?’ he teased, gesturing towards the lights.

‘They were a joke present from Katrina. But, actually, I like them. They make me smile. And there’s a lot to be said for getting up in the morning with a smile on your face.’

Her blue eyes were lit up with laughter, and Theo found himself wondering why on earth Madison’s husband had ever let her down—why he’d been mad enough to let her go. Madison was bright and funny and full of the kind of joie de vivre that would light up the life of anyone whose life she shared. If she were his, he’d never let her go.

But she couldn’t be his.

Not permanently.

Because she wanted children and he really, really couldn’t take that risk.

And it wouldn’t be fair to offer her anything less than her dreams.

‘Theo?’

She looked worried, so he gave himself a mental shake and smiled at her. ‘Sorry. Carried away with thoughts of those cushions—and just how girly you really are, Dr Gregory.’

She spread her hands. ‘What can I say? I’m a girl.’

He knew that.

Every nerve end in his body was telling him to kiss her.

And he only just managed to stop himself. Because, once he started, he knew he wouldn’t be able to call a halt. Not until he’d undressed her and kissed every inch of skin he uncovered, touching her as if he’d be able to commit the feel of her skin, her scent and her taste to his memory.

‘Indeed,’ he said lightly, and stepped back out of the doorway. Out of temptation. And the best thing he could think of to do was to turn the conversation back to work. Something safe. ‘Now, about this role-play thing tomorrow…’

CHAPTER FIVE

THE following morning saw Madison in one of the consulting rooms with Theo, along with Iris, Sanjay and Nita.

Swiftly, Theo ran through what they were going to do in the role-play exercise. ‘Maddie’s our patient, Iris is concerned so she’s just called you in, and I’m here if you want to ask questions.’ He smiled at the two students. ‘This isn’t a test and it doesn’t matter if you don’t know the answers. It’s a chance for you to practise your skills, show off what you know, and you’ve got two experienced doctors and a senior midwife in the room so you can grill us for information if you need it.’

Madison liked the way he’d reassured their students. Nita was already confident, whereas she’d had to work hard with Sanjay to convince him that pregnant women were much more robust than he thought and wouldn’t break when he examined their abdomens.

‘First question,’ Nita said. ‘Iris would go out of the room to call us, yes?’

‘And I’d brief you outside the room, too, rather than in front of the mum,’ Iris said. ‘So I’m calling you in to a mum who’s thirty-five weeks pregnant with her first baby. There haven’t been any complications in the pregnancy so far, but I’ve just examined her and she’s got high blood pressure, the baby’s small for dates, and if you palpate the stomach you can feel the outline of the baby very easily. I’m not happy so I’ve called you in.’ She spread her hands. ‘So what are you going to do now?’


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