A Baby For The Village Doctor
Pregnant wife, spring bride GP Georgina Adams is expecting her baby very soon. What she doesn’t expect is for the baby’s father to arrive first! After what happened between her and her ex-husband, handsome surgeon Ben Allardyce, Georgina escaped to the idyllic sanctuary of Willowmere.Now Ben has sought her out, and is stunned to realise Georgina is pregnant – the result of a moment of comfort between them seven months ago. He’s not about to leave her – or his child – when they need him most.Convinced that their marriage was meant to be, Ben is determined to make Georgina his beautiful spring bride – all over again.The Willowmere Village Stories It’s spring in Willowmere – and there’s a baby on the way!
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âYouâre pregnant!â
âYesâ, she said softly. âWith our baby. Maybe you recall an afternoon in August?â
Recall it, he thought raggedly. He would never forget it as long as he lived. The softness of her in his arms again, his mouth on hers, her desire matching his. Hope had been born in him that day.
It was why he was here, in the place where Georgina had made a new life for herselfâa life that she was making it clear he wasnât included in. But nothing she said could take away the joy of knowing that those moments of madness were going to bring a new life into the worldâtheir child.
Abigail Gordon loves to write about the fascinating combination of medicine and romance from her home in a Cheshire village. She is active in local affairs, and is even called upon to write the script for the annual village pantomime! Her eldest son is a hospital manager, and helps with all her medical research. As part of a close-knit family, she treasures having two of her sons living close by, and the third one not too far away. This also gives her the added pleasure of being able to watch her delightful grandchildren growing up.
Recent titles by the same author:
CHRISTMAS AT WILLOWMERE*
COUNTRY DOCTOR, SPRING BRIDE A SINGLE DAD AT HEATHERMERE A WEDDING IN THE VILLAGE
*The Willowmere Village Stories
Dear Reader
Having been brought up happily enough in a Lancashire mill town, where fields and trees were sparse on the landscape, I now live in the countryside and find much pleasure in the privilege of doing so. It gives me the opportunity to write about village life with its caring communities and beautiful surroundings.
So, dear reader, welcome to the second of my four stories about Willowmere, a picturesque village tucked away in the Cheshire countryside. During the changing seasons you will meet the folk who live and work there, and share in their lives and loves.
Spring has come to Willowmere when Georgina and Ben meet up again, after a long separation brought about by the kind of heartbreak that either makes a stronger bond between those experiencing it or, as in their case, drives them apart. In A BABY FOR THE VILLAGE DOCTOR, they discover that the flame of love still burns brightly.
Happy reading!
Abigail Gordon
The Willowmere Village Stories Look out for David and Laurelâs story in the summer!
IN MEMORY OF MY FRIEND IRENE SWARBRICK RNA SWWJ
CHAPTER ONE
IT WAS a bright spring morning but as Georgina Adams drove along the rough track that led to the gamekeeperâs cottage on the Derringham Estate she was oblivious to what was going on around her.
April was just around the corner and daffodils and narcissi were making bright splashes of colour in cottage gardens. Fresh green shoots were appearing in hedgerows and fields where lambs covered in pale wool tottered on straight little legs beside their mothers.
On a normal day she would have been entranced by the sights around her but today the beauty of the countryside in spring wasnât registering.
The only new life that Georgina was aware of was the one she was carrying inside her. She was pregnant and though there was joy in knowing that she was going to have a child, there were clouds in her sky.
Ben had never replied to the letter sheâd sent, explaining that they needed to talk, and that she would travel to London to see him if he would let her know when it would be convenient. The weeks were going by and he didnât know about the baby.
Sheâd only written the once, and it had been very difficult, agonising over what to say and how to say it, because she wanted to tell him that he was going to be a father again face to face. He was entitled to know that heâd made her pregnant, and she needed to be there to see his reaction.
In the end sheâd written just a few bald sentences, sealed the envelope before she changed her mind, and gone straight away to post it to an address that she knew as well as she knew her own name. He hadnât replied, and it was now beginning to look as if that was the end of it.
The fact that the babyâs father didnât know she was pregnant was the biggest cloud in her sky, but the hurt and loss from over three years ago had never gone away. Remembering how Ben had been then, it wasnât altogether surprising that he hadnât been in touch, but she did wish he had.
Half of the time she was gearing herself up for the role of single parent and for the rest she was battling with the longing to have Ben beside her as she awaited the birth of their second child.
At almost eight months pregnant there was no way of concealing it and she was conscious all the time of the curious stares of those she came into contact with. Sheâd lived alone since sheâd joined the village medical practice three years ago as its only woman doctor and had kept her private life strictly under wraps.
To her colleagues at the practice, her patients and the friends sheâd made since settling in the Cheshire village of Willowmere, Georgina was pleasant and caring, but that was as far as it went.
