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A Mother To Make A Family
Emily Forbes
A fresh start in the Outback…When Dr Mitch Reynolds lost his wife he blamed himself and turned his back on medicine. He keeps his three children close but the world at a distance. But then Rose Anderson walks into his life…Teacher Rose always dreamt of falling in love but an illness left her scarred and now her dreams feel further away than ever. Yet helping Mitch’s little family become whole again gives her the chance to belong and the prospect of being loved…just as she is.
A fresh start in the outback...
When Dr. Mitch Reynolds lost his wife, he blamed himself and turned his back on medicine. He keeps his three children close but the world at a distance. But then Rose Anderson walks into his life...
Teacher Rose always dreamed of falling in love, but after an illness left her scarred, her dreams feel further away than ever. Yet helping Mitch’s little family become whole again gives her the chance to belong and the prospect of being loved...just as she is.
Dear Reader (#ulink_39fbec90-4864-5377-89d8-0e9638b52552),
I’m so pleased to finally give you Rose’s story—the third in my Tempted & Tamed miniseries. Many of you wrote to me after reading the first two books asking me to write Rose’s story. It was always my intention to do that, although it has taken a little longer than I planned! But I think it’s worked out well. Rose had plenty of obstacles to overcome, she needed some time before she was ready to fall in love. I also needed time to find her the perfect man, and I hope I have done that with Mitch.
Rose is the youngest of the three Anderson sisters—Scarlett, Ruby and Rose—and the last one to find her happily-ever-after. If you missed the first two books, you can read about Scarlett and Ruby in A Doctor by Day... and Tamed by the Renegade.
If you have a chance to read all three books, I’d love to know if you’ve enjoyed them—and did you have a favorite? Drop me a line at emilyforbes@internode.on.net.
Until then,
happy reading,
Emily
A Mother to Make a Family
Emily Forbes
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
Books by Emily Forbes
Mills & Boon Medical Romance
The Christmas Swap
Waking Up to Dr Gorgeous
The Hollywood Hills Clinic
Falling for the Single Dad
Tempted & Tamed
A Doctor by Day...
Tamed by the Renegade
His Little Christmas Miracle
A Love Against All Odds
Visit the Author Profile page at millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk) for more titles.
For everyone who asked me for Rose’s story; thank you for your patience and I really hope you enjoy this,
Emily
Praise for Emily Forbes (#ulink_9db9ff17-6825-5943-8d90-58c5149c8ff5)
‘Have your tissues ready because you are gonna need them...it’s that good! Prepare to be hooked on Medical Romance and Emily Forbes!’
—Goodreads on A Love Against All Odds
Contents
Cover (#uf4f1d9bc-c103-5bb4-8c6a-6c5dd2469942)
Back Cover Text (#u5a022cc3-ba15-58fc-b934-8393be360e83)
Dear Reader (#ulink_b7a646a0-5f84-5dfa-ad19-d8903cfce221)
Title Page (#u62230d80-b8ff-5135-922e-5562d535e734)
Booklist (#u1472e647-277b-5341-a134-d10924f6cc6d)
Dedication (#uc404d0b2-54c2-58bf-9262-318938cc4ff4)
Praise (#ulink_2916b679-7825-5cb8-9663-3c45c7b9b2f2)
CHAPTER ONE (#u30b67859-ff13-5c00-ae7d-2e46510f1abc)
CHAPTER TWO (#u3db47162-abd8-55f2-93a5-72dc6a2eb958)
CHAPTER THREE (#uc30cc6f0-7e0d-5287-bffc-ee20c95cfec8)
CHAPTER FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER NINE (#litres_trial_promo)
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CHAPTER ELEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER TWELVE (#litres_trial_promo)
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CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_b6fa189d-0177-5e54-94d1-6995fa2971ed)
A SCREAM SPLIT the air, cleaving through the thick muggy silence that suffocated the land.
Mitch recognised the sound and it sent a shiver of fear down his spine.
The hairs on the back of his neck rose up and the wrench fell from his hand as he sprinted from the shed.
He was halfway to the horse yards before the scream ended and the silence that followed stabbed at his heart. He’d never known silence to be so terrifying. It was ominous. After thirty-nine years he knew trouble when he heard it.
The sound of his boots as they slapped the dirt echoed across the ground and the pounding of his feet imitated the pounding of his heart, which had lodged somewhere in his throat. He listened for more noise, another sound, anything, as he ran. Anything would be better than the oppressive silence.
Time stood still. Red dust flew from under his boots but it might as well have been quicksand. The horse yards weren’t getting any closer.
He rounded the corner of the staff quarters and almost collided with his six-year-old son.
‘Dad, Dad, come quick! It’s Lila.’ Jed grabbed Mitch’s hand but Mitch didn’t slow his pace and his hand pulled out of his son’s grasp. He still didn’t stop. He’d make better time alone. He kept running, knowing Jed would follow.
He had to get to Lila. He had to get to his daughter.
He skidded into the horse yards and felt Jed come to a stop beside him. He scanned the enclosures, searching for his two other children.
Charlie was standing still. He was holding Ruff, their Australian terrier, in his arms. The little dog was squirming and wriggling, desperate to get down. Ruff wasn’t supposed to be anywhere near the horse yards but Mitch didn’t have time to think about that now.
His daughter lay flat on her back on the hard, red ground. Her face was ashen and she lay as still as a corpse, her eyes open. His heart was lodged firmly in his throat now and he fought to breathe. The air was thick and muggy, choking him as he tried to force it into his lungs. He’d already lost one daughter. He couldn’t lose Lila too. His children were all he had left.
And then he saw her chest move. Rising and falling as she breathed.
She was alive.
The lump in his throat dislodged and he sucked in a breath.
Ginny was kneeling over her and Mitch crouched in the dirt beside her.
‘Lila!’
He wanted to gather her into his arms, to pick her up and carry her away, but he didn’t dare move her. He knew it wasn’t safe.
His daughter’s lips were parted, her eyes huge and dark in her pale face. They brimmed with tears and her bottom lip wobbled.
‘It hurts.’
Mitch could hear the catch in her voice and it was almost more than he could bear. ‘Where?’
‘My back.’
Shit.
‘You haven’t moved her, have you?’ he asked Ginny. He hadn’t acknowledged the governess until now. He’d been far too intent on Lila.
‘No.’ Ginny shook her head. ‘She landed like this.’
The ground was as hard as concrete. They’d had no rain in this distant corner of Queensland for three years, even the river was dry. The station was relying on water from the artesian basin for the cattle, there was nothing spare to soften the ground or water the gardens. Who knew what injuries Lila might have sustained? What damage had been done?
Mitch slipped his fingers into Lila’s palm. ‘Can you squeeze my hand?’
He relaxed ever so slightly as he felt the reassuring squeeze.
‘Don’t move your legs,’ he told her, ‘but see if you can wriggle your toes.’
Lila was wearing elastic-sided riding boots. He couldn’t see if she was moving her toes but she winced.
‘Could you do it?’ he asked.
‘Yes. But it hurt.’
That was a good sign, Mitch thought. Not that he wanted his daughter to be in pain but pain was often absent in serious spinal injuries. ‘I know, sweetie, you’re being very brave.’
Tears spilled from Lila’s lashes onto her cheeks.
Mitch wiped the tears from her face. ‘It’ll be all right, Lila.’
He turned and spoke to Ginny. ‘What happened?’ It didn’t really matter what had happened, what mattered was getting some help, but he had to know. He had to make some sense of the situation.
‘Ruff got loose. He spooked Fudge and she threw Lila off,’ Ginny explained. ‘I’m sorry. It all happened so quickly, there was nothing I could do.’
Ginny sounded upset but Mitch didn’t doubt her recounting of the incident.
He glanced over to where his stockman was standing with Lila’s horse’s reins firmly in his hands. Both Jimmy and the horse were standing quietly against the railing of the yard. Jimmy was keeping the horse as far away from Charlie and the dog as he could without going out of sight. Mitch knew that Jimmy would have calmed the horse and then stayed in the vicinity in case Mitch needed him. Seeing Jimmy settled his nerves to some degree. Despite his physical disability Jimmy was the best horse handler Mitch had ever seen and he knew that something must have happened that had been out of his control. Fudge had a placid temperament normally but for some reason she hated the little dog with a passion and Ruff reciprocated her feelings and delighted in nipping at her rear hooves. Jimmy never would have let the little dog within cooee of the horse.
But Mitch didn’t have time to think about the dog or the horse and he didn’t have time for recriminations either. Ginny had been the governess on the station for the past twelve months; she was responsible and level-headed, she’d grown up on cattle stations and knew her way around horses. Mitch knew she had the best interests of his children at heart—that was why he’d hired her. Ginny was close to tears and Mitch needed her to stay composed—he needed her to look after the boys. Neither Ginny nor Jimmy would have made a deliberate error. It sounded like an accident and he wasn’t looking for anyone to blame. He knew from past experience that it made no difference to the outcome. What was done was done, and his priority now was Lila.
Thankfully she’d been wearing her helmet. Thank goodness she’d had some protection. He didn’t remove it. He couldn’t risk the movement. Not until her injuries had been assessed. He knew what to do but she needed more attention than he was able to give her and somehow, when the situation was personal, it became harder to remain objective. He didn’t want to do the wrong thing. And that was the trouble—he didn’t trust his own judgement any more. Lila needed medical attention, but they were in Outback Queensland, hundreds of kilometres and a five-hour drive from the nearest hospital.
‘Go to the house,’ he instructed Ginny. ‘Call the flying doctor on the satellite phone and bring it back to me along with the medical chest.’
She stood up and Mitch noticed that her knees were shaking, her hands too, and her face was ashen. Everyone was on edge. ‘Take the dog,’ he called after her as she hurried away. Ginny came back and took Ruff from Charlie’s arms. ‘And make sure he’s tied up.’
He turned back to his daughter. ‘Do you know what day it is, Lila?’ he asked.
‘Wednesday,’ she replied, and Mitch breathed a sigh of relief.