A Home For Her Baby
She’s looking for a future…but can’t forget her pastDanger is a part of everyday life for fisherman Tom Roberts, but nothing prepares him for the loss of his brother—or the role Ali Nicholas plays in the tragedy.Struggling between grief and his feelings for Ali, Tom’s heart is divided. Then Ali learns she’s pregnant… Can the baby help Tom and Ali find forgiveness?
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Sheâs looking for a future...
But he canât forget the past
Danger is a part of everyday life for fisherman Tom Roberts, but nothing prepares him for the loss of his brotherâor the role Ali Nicholas plays in the tragedy. Struggling between grief and his feelings for Ali, Tomâs heart is divided. Then Ali learns sheâs pregnant... Can the baby help Tom and Ali find forgiveness?
ELEANOR JONES was brought up on a farm in the north of England and learned to love animals and the countryside from an early age. She has ridden all her life, and after marrying her husband at just eighteen years old and having two wonderful children, they set up a riding center together. This is still thriving over thirty years later, doing hacks, treks and lessons for all ages and experiences. Her daughter competes at the national level, and she is now a partner in the business and brings her adorable three-year-old son to work with her every day. Eleanorâs son is also married with two children, and they live nearby.
Eleanor has been writing for what feels like her whole life. Her early handwritten novels still grace a dusty shelf in the back of a cupboard somewhere, but she was first published over fifteen years ago, when she wrote teenage pony mysteries.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07817-7
A HOME FOR HER BABY
© 2018 Eleanor Grace Jones
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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To my brother Thomas
who always reads my books
Contents
âI TOLD YOU it was going to get rough.â Tom Roberts checked the weather warning yet again before looking back at his younger brother, his expression darkening. âI warned you, Bobby, you should never have asked her along in the first place. Night fishing in October is not a holiday jaunt. I make the decisions, remember, itâs my call, and if this storm really kicks in then the last thing we need is a woman on board, especially a total rookie... Anyway, your problem, because no matter what happens thereâs no way weâre giving up on this fishing trip.â
Bobby glanced out at the raging black sea beyond the cabin window. The Sea Hawk was already being buffeted by the waves that crashed onto the deck. âIâll watch out for her,â he said determinedly, balancing with long practiced ease as the boat lurched up beneath their feet, then plunged back down with the rolling waves.
Tom resolutely held it on course. âItâs like a roller coaster,â he yelled over the thumping engine and the roar of the ocean. âNo...!â His dark eyes shone. âItâs better than a roller coaster because itâs real life.â
