THE PREGNANT POLICE SURGEON by Abigail Gordon

Author:Abigail Gordon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

BLAIR awoke in the early hours and found Simon standing by the couch.

‘What’s Imogen Rossiter doing, sleeping in your bed?’ he asked curiously, and Blair gave a wintry smile.

‘Well, she’s certainly not Goldilocks with that dark mop. We’ve had quite a night. I thought you might have heard what happened in the park earlier.’

Simon shook his head.

‘No. What?’

‘Two teenagers were found murdered. I was called out to the first one and the second corpse was discovered while I was there. Imogen was passing by and stopped to assist. Incredibly the fellow who’d killed the youngsters was still loitering and he followed her home and attacked her, too.

‘I got there in the nick of time and now that’s where he is…in the nick. Imogen was shaken up, as you can imagine, and I brought her back here so that I could keep an eye on her.’

Simon whistled softly.

‘Gee! All that’s been happening while I’ve been standing over a hot stove!’

Their voices had aroused Imogen from a fitful sleep and the moment she surfaced the soreness of her neck and throat were there to remind her that not so long ago she’d thought she was going to die.

As she padded downstairs to the kitchen to find herself a drink, the baby inside her moved and she became still. She wanted to go to Blair and place his hand on her stomach so that he could share in the magical moment. But, she asked herself achingly, would it mean anything to him if she did? After all, it wasn’t his child inside there.

The next day was Saturday and it was Imogen’s turn to take the short morning surgery that was forerunner to the weekend. But when she came down to breakfast Blair was already up and dressed.

When she eyed him questioningly he said, ‘Needless to say, you won’t be on duty at the practice today, Imogen. I’ll do it and when I get back I’ll run you home.

‘And so how are you this morning?’ he asked as she poured herself a coffee.

‘Glad to be alive, which is more than those two poor youngsters can say.’

He nodded sombrely.

‘Indeed. I can’t get the picture of that fellow with his hands round your throat out of my mind. Thankfully he won’t be seeing the outside of prison for a long time to come. If that were not the case I wouldn’t have a moment’s peace of mind every time you were out of my sight.’

Suddenly she was filled with a desperate longing to know just how deep his concern for her went and, without giving herself time to reconsider, she asked, ‘Is that how you would feel about anyone who’d had that kind of experience? Or do I matter more?’

Huddled in one of his robes, with her hair tousled from sleep and her neck covered in bruises, it was hardly the moment for heart-searching or romantic dallying, but she had to ask.

Blair smiled, a teasing kind of smile that told her she wasn’t going to get a satisfactory answer.

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