Second Chance with the Single Mom

‘So I don’t get an update on our new project?’

Now that the prosthetics project was a success, The Watchlight Trust had taken on a couple of new staff to help run it, and it wasn’t taking up so much of their time. Alistair and Raina had made a shortlist of three new projects that they both felt passionate about, and had asked the Dream Team for their ideas on each of them.

Alistair narrowed his eyes. ‘I told you. This time’s for you.’

‘Come here.’ Raina crooked her finger and he leaned towards her. ‘I love being your wife, and I love being a mother. I love being a doctor too, and not one of those things takes anything away from the others. You know how excited I am about starting a new project.’

He puffed out a breath. ‘Okay. I get it. You want to see the detailed proposals that the Dream Team have come up with, don’t you?’

‘Now you’ve told me about them, I do. After I’ve had some more sleep, that is.’

‘All right, here’s the bargain. You submit to every last bit of pampering that I can muster, and I’ll get them sent over. You can read through them if and when you feel ready.’

‘Thank you, Alistair. I love you. And I love it that we can share every part of our lives with each other, at work and at home.’

He caught her hand in his, kissing her fingers. Then he repeated the promise he’d made to her on their wedding day. ‘Always, Raina. Everything, always.’

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