Saving The Single Dad Doc
Dare she dream of a future……with Cameron and his little girl?Returning to her Scottish hometown, GP Bethan Monroe has no idea the handsome single father she’s replacing, Dr Cameron Brodie, hides a serious illness. Bethan’s healing from her own heartache, but the gorgeous doc and his young daughter bring light back into her life. Does she have the courage to give them her heart and grasp the happiness life still has in store.
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Dare she dream of a future...
With Cameron and his little girl?
Returning to her Scottish hometown, GP Bethan Monroe has no idea the handsome single father she’s replacing, Dr. Cameron Brodie, hides a serious illness. Bethan’s healing from her own heartache, but the gorgeous doc and his young daughter bring light back into her life. Does she have the courage to give them her heart and grasp the happiness life still has in store?
LOUISA HEATON lives on Hayling Island, Hampshire, with her husband, four children and a small zoo. She has worked in various roles in the health industry—most recently four years as a Community First Responder, answering 999 calls. When not writing Louisa enjoys other creative pursuits, including reading, quilting and patchwork—usually instead of the things she ought to be doing!
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Christmas with the Single Dad
Reunited by Their Pregnancy Surprise
Their Double Baby Gift
Pregnant with His Royal Twins
A Child to Heal Them
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07516-9
SAVING THE SINGLE DAD DOC
© 2018 Louisa Heaton
Published in Great Britain 2018
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To Nan and Grandad,
whom we lost within weeks of each other.
It was way too soon and no one was ready.
This is for you.
Contents
‘SO...YOU’RE GOING after all, then?’
Dr Bethan Monroe didn’t need to look at her grandmother to know she was disappointed. She’d heard it in her voice. But what was she to do?
‘I have to, Nanna.’
‘No, you don’t. Not with him. Not with a Brodie.’
Bethan groaned out loud. It really was quite childish, this feud her nanna had against that family. Okay, maybe not the whole family, but most definitely against one of them in particular. Thankfully the one she was seeing today was not her nanna’s arch-nemesis—rather, he was his grandson.
‘I do!’ She stepped over to the kitchen table, snatched up the not insignificant pile of final demands in her fist and waved them about. ‘Because if I don’t then you lose the house. We had the phone cut off last week for a whole day!’
Her exasperation wore off instantly when she noted the discomfort on her beloved grandmother’s face.
She softened her tone. ‘Grace is in school now. I can work again and pay my way.’
She’d missed it. Incredibly so. Being a doctor was her calling and, though she’d loved being a stay-at-home mum whilst her daughter grew to school age, she felt a real yearning to get back into the consulting room. It had always been the plan that she would take this break, but she’d not known how difficult it would be alone.
‘But surely there must be other posts you could apply for? Somewhere further afield? In Glencoe or Fort William?’
Perhaps there were. But they lived here now. In Gilloch. And she didn’t want to be that far away from her loved ones. Not any more. Grace was growing up fast, and she didn’t want her nanna to miss any of it. Commuting for hours each day simply wasn’t on her agenda.
