Healed By The Midwife's Kiss
Finn can’t imagine loving anyone again……but can one woman change that for ever?After Dr Finn Foley’s wife abandoned him and their adorable baby daughter he threw himself into being a father. But when he meets a kindred spirit in widowed midwife Catrina Thomas he can’t resist getting to know her better. One sizzling kiss later, the happiness Finn has been searching for finally seems within his grasp…if only he’s willing to claim it!
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Finn canât imagine loving anyone again...
But could one woman change that forever?
After Dr. Finn Foleyâs wife abandoned him and their adorable baby daughter, he threw himself into being a father. But when he meets a kindred spirit in widowed midwife Catrina Thomas, he canât resist getting to know her better. One sizzling kiss later, the happiness Finn has been searching for finally seems within his grasp...if only heâs willing to claim it!
FIONA MCARTHUR is an Australian midwife who lives in the country and loves to dream. Writing Medical Romance gives Fiona the scope to write about all the wonderful aspects of romance, adventure, medicine and the midwifery she feels so passionate about. When sheâs not catching babies, Fiona is with her husband, Ian, off to meet new people, see new places and have wonderful adventures. Drop in and say hi at Fionaâs website: Fionamcarthurauthor.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07501-5
HEALED BY THE MIDWIFEâS KISS
© 2018 Fiona McArthur
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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Dedicated to Finn, author Kelly Hunterâs legend of a four-legged friend, who went to doggy heaven while I was writing this book.
It just seemed right to say there are Finn heroes everywhere.
Vale Finn.
Contents
AT SIX A.M. on a Thursday, Lighthouse Bayâs maternity ward held its breath. Midwife Catrina Thomas leaned forward and rubbed the newborn firmly with a warmed towel. The limp infant flexed and wriggled his purple limbs and finally took a gasping indignant lungful.
The baby curled his hands into fists as his now tense body suffused with pink. âYours now, Craig. Take him.â She gestured to the nervous dad beside her and mimed what to do as she encouraged Craigâs big callused hands to gently lift the precious bundle. One huge splashing silver tear dropped to the sheet from his stubbled cheek as he placed his new son on his wifeâs warm bare stomach.
Craig released a strangled sob and his wife, leaning back on the bed in relief, half laughed in triumph, then closed her hands over her child and her husbandâs hands and pulled both upwards to lie between her breasts.
For Catrina, it was this moment. This snapshot in time she identified as her driver, the reason she felt she could be a midwife for everâthis and every other birth moment that had come before. It gave her piercing joy when sheâd thought sheâd lost all gladness, and it gave her bittersweet regret for the dreams sheâd lost. But mostly, definitely, it gave her joy.
