Baby Miracle in the ER by Sue MacKay

Author:Sue MacKay
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-03-08T13:24:39+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

ZAC GREETED STEPH with a wagging tail when she crawled out of her car at Michael’s place just after six-thirty the next morning. ‘Hey, my boy, good to see you too. Who let you out?’

The house was eerily quiet.

She tiptoed through to the kitchen on legs that must have done a thousand kilometres throughout her shift, her mind filled with images of a boy racer’s car wrapped around a power pole, its drunk occupants tossed across the bonnet oblivious to the sirens and people stemming bloodflow and buckling on neck braces. The ambulance crews had taken two of the boys to the ED, while a low black saloon had transported a third to the morgue.

Her stomach cramped in hunger. Eggs on toast would be heaven, and might make up for the couple of snatched mouthfuls of a cruddy dry sandwich in the crew kitchen hours ago, but pouring muesli out of a box was a lot quicker, with no thought processes required.

It was already too crowded in her skull, with images of those kids refusing to go away, vying with Michael for attention. He’d been there in her thoughts all night, only backing off when total concentration had been needed for her patients, returning the moment she was free. The man had a way of making her feel as though her feet were on ice, sending her in every direction but the one she’d intended going.

How to make him go away, leave her in peace, when she did not need him interfering with her life plans?

But he refused to go away.

He was such a distraction.

Like sitting naked in the bath while she washed his back and almost put a tooth through her bottom lip as she denied the need to wash more, touch more. Like talking to her as though this was normal—which it could be if they were in a real relationship. Like being so relaxed with her when she was tighter than a triple knot in comparison.

If ever there was a man she could envisage spending her life with he was... Michael.

She’d known it for a long time. Throughout all those hours, days months and years she’d spent running, trying to bury him in the back of her mind, he had still been under her skin, still heating her blood, still meaning everything to her. He still sent her heart into a whacky rhythm.

So much for thinking she was an intelligent woman.

Sanity.

Highly overrated.

She obviously didn’t have any.

Michael Laing ruled her heart. Someone had to as she was obviously incapable.

‘Morning. You look like you had the night from hell.’

As Michael crashed into her reverie for real Steph tripped over her feet and stared at him as if he was a stranger.

‘Why are you up? Didn’t you sleep well?’

There were deep shadows smeared across his cheekbones, but only mild pain in his eyes. Plus a dose of resignation. What was that about?

‘I prefer those nights where I don’t know a thing until the alarm goes off,’ he admitted. ‘Want a cup of tea? Unless you’ve changed your morning fix?’

He remembered.

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