St. Piran's: Italian Surgeon, Forbidden Bride by Margaret McDonagh

Author:Margaret McDonagh
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

‘MEGAN?’

Josh O’Hara looked at the fragile form of the woman who had caused much of the mental and emotional turmoil that had plagued him since he’d arrived at St Piran’s and discovered her here. A blast from the past. One with which he’d never come to terms.

She turned around, her gaze scanning the A and E staffroom, and a frown formed as she realised they were alone. He felt uncertain and awkward as the silence stretched between them. They had been tiptoeing around each other for weeks now. He had questions that needed answers, but attempts to confront the past had been futile...meeting with hostility and denial.

Yet despite the dark cloud that hung over them, when Megan, as registrar on call, had come to A and E from Paediatrics, they’d worked well together and been attuned to each other. Now he had a rare window of opportunity to talk to her alone.

‘Have you been in Cornwall all the time?’ he asked, daring to venture onto dangerous ground.

Her gaze flicked to his and away again. ‘Pretty much.’

At least she’d answered rather than walking out or telling him to back off. ‘How is your grandmother?’

‘She died three years ago.’

‘I’m sorry.’ Damn it, could he say nothing right to this woman? ‘I know what she meant to you.’

Her small smile was tinged with sadness. ‘I owe her everything.’

She’d told him once how her parents had been killed in a road accident when she’d been four and her grandmother had raised her. She’d not been in the best of health and Megan had been caring for her while going through medical school.

With Megan in a more conciliatory mood, he risked asking more of the questions that plagued him. ‘Why here, Megan?’

‘My grandmother lived in Penhally when she was young and she wanted to come home before she died. It seemed as good a place as any to be,’ she finished, sounding so lost and alone that his heart ached for her.

He’d forgotten her grandmother’s connection with Cornwall. Or had he? Was that why, when Rebecca had suggested leaving London, Cornwall had been the first place he had thought to go? Had he, some place deep in his subconscious, made the connection with Megan?

He remained as affected by her as he’d always been. The past would never go away. Neither could he change it. But he craved answers.

‘I know you don’t want to talk, and I won’t ask again if that’s what you choose, but I need to know, Megan—’ He broke off, capturing her gaze, his heart in his mouth. ‘Was the baby mine?’

He saw her shock and the pain his question caused as she reeled back, anger replacing the hurt in her eyes. ‘Of course it was yours. Don’t judge me by your standards. I didn’t sleep around.’

‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ he demanded, his own hurt and anger rising with the confirmation of what he had known in his heart all along.

‘How could I?’ she threw back at him, her voice shaky with emotion.

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