Surprise Baby, Second Chance
Reunited for one night…bound forever by the consequences!Rosa had her reasons for leaving husband Aaron. Yet, stranded together for one night during a storm, they are forced to confront their past and infinite attraction. And when she discovers she’s pregnant Rosa knows it’s time to fight for their future.
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Reunited for one night...
Bound forever by the consequence!
Determined never to become a burden on the person she loves most, Rosa walked away from her husband, Aaron. Now sheâs back on his island home for a family party, and they end up stranded together during a storm! Forced to confront the past and their infinite attraction, a kiss leads to one more night... And when she discovers sheâs pregnant, Rosa knows itâs time to fight for their future.
Being an author has always been THERESE BEHARRIEâs dream. But it was only when the corporate world loomed during her final year at university that she realised how soon she wanted that dream to become a reality. So she got serious about her writing, and now writes books she wants to see in the world, featuring people who look like her, for a living. When sheâs not writing sheâs spending time with her husband and dogs in Cape Town, South Africa. She admits that this is a perfect life, and is grateful for it.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07798-9
SURPRISE BABY, SECOND CHANCE
© 2018 Therese Beharrie
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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Grant.
Thank you for keeping me steady through my anxieties.
My ROSA Typewriter Club.
Iâm so lucky to have found you both. Thank you for believing in me. Always remember how much I believe in you.
And Megan.
Thank you for your patience with me. Youâve taught me so much. I canât wait for the rest of our books togetherâsorry, I couldnât resist!
Contents
ROSA SPENCER HAD two options.
One: she could get back into the taxi that had brought her to the house she was currently standing in front of.
Two: she could walk into that house and face the man sheâd left four months ago without any explanation.
Her husband.
When the purr of the car grew distant behind her she took a deep breath. Her chance of escape now gone, she straightened her shoulders and walked down the pathway that led to the front door of the Spencersâ holiday home.
It could have been worse, she considered. She could have bumped into Aaron somewhere in Cape Town, where sheâd been staying since sheâd left him. And since theyâd lived together over a thousand kilometres away in Johannesburg, Rosa would have been unprepared to see him.
Since she worked from home most days, she would have probably been wearing the not-quite-pyjamas-but-might-as-well-be outfit she usually wore when she ventured out of the house during the week. Her hair would have been a mess, curls spiralling everywhereâor piled on top of her headâand her face would have been clear of make-up.
