From Exes To Expecting
This time there’s a baby on board…Dr Lauren Dawson knows her marriage to footloose photographer Tavish Fitzgerald ended for a reason. But when Tavish returns home to Sutter Creek for his sister’s wedding, the sparks between them turn into a blaze…can the two exes build a forever family together?
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This time thereâs a baby on board...
Dr. Lauren Dawson knows her brief marriage to footloose photographer Tavish Fitzgerald ended for a reason. That doesnât mean their undeniable chemistry isnât as potent as ever. And when Tavish returns home to Sutter Creek for his sisterâs wedding, the sparks between them turn into a blaze. But when Lauren finds herself pregnant, these exes have nine months to build a forever family together...
Raised in a small town on Vancouver Island, LAUREL GREER grew up skiing and boating by day and reading romances under the covers by flashlight at night. Ever committed to the proper placement of the Canadian âeh,â she loves to write books with snapping sexual tension and second chances. She lives outside Vancouver with her law-talking husband and two daughters. At least half her diet is made up of tea. Find her at www.laurelgreer.com.
ISBN: 978-1-474-07743-9
FROM EXES TO EXPECTING
© 2018 Lindsay Macgowan
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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To Rob and our Bear and Mouse. A lot of family juggling took place for this book to get written, and Iâm immeasurably grateful for the sacrifices made and support given to have my dream come true. I love you.
Contents
Sneaking out the back door is self-preservation, not bad form, right? Biting her lip, Dr. Lauren Dawson glanced at the clock on the wall of the Sutter Creek Medical Clinicâs staff lounge. Five-oh-one. Yup, skedaddle time. After working a series of six-day weeks, her body ached for the cushy lounge chair on her lakeside deck. Getting to start her long weekend while the late-May sun still had heat left in it was worth the faux pas of creeping out without saying goodbye. She threw her leather flats into her messenger bag and slid on her flip-flops.
The door to the lounge creaked behind her. Her stomach sank and she stared into her locker, not wanting to turn around. If it was one of the nurses coming to nab her to treat another patient, sheâdâ
âLauren. Glad I caught you before you left. Do you have a minute?â
Damn it. The longer she lingered, the higher the chance of getting asked to cover drop-ins for an extra hour or two. But no way could she slough off a conversation with the man who held the future of her career in his hand. Squeezing her eyes shut for a second, she forced a smile and faced her boss. âHi, Frank.â
The fluorescent lights of the staff lounge yellowed Frank Martinâs gunmetal-gray hair as he took a seat on one of the couches arranged into a conversation pit. âQuitting time?â
Lauren nodded and pulled off her lab coat. âYeah. Andrewâs still very understaffed at work, so Iâm picking up some slack for him this weekend. Heâs got his bachelor party, so heâs asked me to cover some zip-line tours, and Iâm helping his fiancée with some wedding stuff.â As the Director of Safety and Risk Management and the head of summer operations for their familyâs Montana ski resort, her older brother did more than his fair share of boosting their bottom line. Lauren pitched in where she could despite the clinicâs tendency to consume her waking hours. Once her summer holidays started in six weeks, sheâd be subbing for her brother, letting him get away on his honeymoon. âPretty sure I wonât get a moment to myself for most of the weekend. Though Iâm hoping for a few hours to myself tonight. My dock is calling me.â
