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St Piran's: Prince on the Children's Ward
Sarah Morgan
Enter into the world of high-flying Doctors as they navigate the pressures of modern medicine and find escape, passion, comfort and love – in each other’s arms!For children’s doctor Tasha O’Hara it seems bad things do happen in threes… 1) Her new job is looking after a sinfully gorgeous Mediterranean prince, injured in a polo match.2) Prince Alessandro Cavalieri is also the incorrigible heartbreaker she once threw away any shred of dignity for…and still can’t think about without blushing!3) His definition of No Physical Activity definitely goes against doctor’s orders… and it’s becoming impossible for Tasha not to succumb to temptation!Alessandro couldn’t be more wrong for her…but three wrongs could make the biggest right of all!St Piran’s HospitalWhere every drama has a dreamy doctor…and a happy ending
Welcome to the world of St Piran’s Hospital—
Next to the rugged shores of Penhally Bay lies the picturesque Cornish town of St Piran, where you’ll find a bustling hospital famed for the dedication, talent and passion of its staff—on and off the wards!
Under the warmth of the Cornish sun Italian doctors, heart surgeons, and playboy princes discover that romance blossoms in the most unlikely of places …
You’ll also meet the devilishly handsome Dr Josh O’Hara and the beautiful, fragile Megan Phillips … and discover the secret that tore these star-crossed lovers apart.
Turn the page to step into St Piran’s—where every drama has a dreamy doctor … and a happy ending.
Dear Reader
St Piran’s has been such a huge success that I was delighted to be invited to write the final book in the series. I was even more delighted when I saw my brief and realised that I had been given such a fantastic hero and heroine.
Tasha is a paediatric doctor, and she’s bright, feisty, brave and bold. She’s a woman who isn’t afraid to stand up for what she believes is right—even if that means challenging those in authority. To protect her tiny patients she’s risked her career, and her passionate determination to do the right thing has saved two lives but cost her her job. She’s the sort of doctor I’d want fighting my corner if one of my children were sick—the sort of doctor who puts ethics before establishment. But even fiery Tasha has her insecurities, and when her big brother Josh arranges for her to nurse his friend Prince Alessandro this strong, opinionated doctor suddenly finds herself at her most vulnerable. Faced with the gorgeous, sexy Prince she fell crazily in love with as a teenager, suddenly she’s not so brave and bold….
As well as writing Tasha and Alessandro’s story, I was also allowed to develop the exciting, forbidden romance between Josh and Megan. There were so many dramatic twists and turns to their relationship that I was desperate to know how it ended. I hope you feel the same way, and enjoy exploring the developing relationship between these characters.
Love
Sarah x
About the Author
SARAH MORGAN is a British writer who regularly tops bestseller lists with her lively stories for both Mills & Boon® Medical™ Romance and Modern™ Romance.
As a child Sarah dreamed of being a writer, and although she took a few interesting detours on the way she is now living that dream. With her writing career she has successfully combined business with pleasure, and she firmly believes that reading romance is one of the most satisfying and fat-free escapist pleasures available. Her stories are unashamedly optimistic, and she is always pleased when she receives letters from readers saying that her books have helped them through hard times.
RT Book Reviews has described her writing as ‘actionpacked and sexy', and she has been nominated twice for a Reviewer’s Choice Award and shortlisted twice for the Romance Prize by the Romantic Novelists’ Association.
Sarah lives near London with her husband and two children, who innocently provide an endless supply of authentic dialogue. When she isn’t writing or nagging about homework Sarah enjoys music, movies, and any activity that takes her outdoors.
Recent titles by the same author:
DR ZINETTI’S SNOWKISSED BRIDE
CHRISTMAS EVE: DOORSTEP DELIVERY
SNOWBOUND: MIRACLE MARRIAGE
THE GREEK BILLIONAIRE’S LOVE-CHILD
ITALIAN DOCTOR, SLEIGH-BELL BRIDE
ST PIRAN’S:
PRINCE ON THE
CHILDREN’S WARD
SARAH MORGAN
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ST PIRAN’S HOSPITAL
Where every drama has a dreamy doctor … and a happy ending.
In December we gave you the first two St Piran’s stories in one month!
Nick Tremayne and Kate Althorp finally got their happy-ever-after in:
ST PIRAN’S: THE WEDDING OF THE YEAR
by Caroline Anderson
Dr Izzy Bailey was swept off her feet by sexy Spaniard Diego Ramirez
ST PIRAN’S: RESCUING PREGNANT CINDERELLA
by Carol Marinelli
In January the arrival of sizzlingly hot Italian neurosurgeon Giovanni Corezzi was enough to make any woman forget the cold!
ST PIRAN’S: ITALIAN SURGEON, FORBIDDEN BRIDE
by Margaret McDonagh
In February daredevil doc William MacNeil unexpectedly discovered he was a father in:
ST PIRAN’S: DAREDEVIL, DOCTOR … DAD!
by Anne Fraser
March saw a new heart surgeon who had everyone’s pulses racing in:
ST PIRAN’S: THE BROODING HEART SURGEON
by Alison Roberts
Then fireman Tom Nicholson stole Flora Loveday’s heart in:ST PIRAN’S: THE FIREMAN AND NURSE LOVEDAY by Kate Hardy
Last month newborn twins brought a marriage miracle for Brianna and Connor
ST PIRAN’S: TINY MIRACLE TWINS
by Maggie Kingsley
And this month … playboy Prince Alessandro Cavalieri honours St Piran’s with a visit
ST PIRAN’S: PRINCE ON THE CHILDREN’S WARD
by Sarah Morgan
CHAPTER ONE
TASHA rehearsed her speech as she walked through the busy emergency department towards the on-call room. Inside she was panicking, but she was determined not to let that show.
Hello, dear darling brother, I know you’re not expecting me, but I thought I’d just drop in and see how you’re doing. No, she couldn’t say that. He’d know instantly that something was wrong.
You’re looking gorgeous today. No, way too creepy, and anyway they usually exchanged insults so he’d definitely know something was up.
Josh, of all my brothers, you’ve always been my favourite. No. She didn’t have favourites.
You’re the best doctor in the world and I’ve always admired you. That one just might work. Her brother certainly was an excellent doctor. He’d been her inspiration. And her rock. When their father had walked out, leaving his four children and his fragile, exhausted wife, it had been Josh, the eldest, who had taken charge. Wild, handsome Josh, whose own marriage was now in a terrible state.
But at least he’d had the courage to get married, Tasha thought gloomily. She couldn’t ever imagine herself doing anything that brave.
Was it because of their parents, she wondered, that all the O’Haras were so bad at relationships?
Since her last relationship disaster, she’d given up and concentrated on her career. A career couldn’t break your heart—or so she’d thought until a few weeks ago.
Now she knew differently.
Terror gripped her
She’d messed everything up.
Hating the feeling of vulnerability, Tasha stopped outside the door. Fiercely independent, it stuck in her throat that she needed to ask her brother for help, but she swallowed her pride and knocked. She needed someone else’s perspective on what had happened and the one person whose judgement she trusted was her older brother.
Seconds later the door was jerked open and Josh stood there, buttoning up his shirt. His hair was dishevelled and he was badly in need of a shave. Clearly he’d had a night with no sleep but what really caught her attention was the stupid grin on his face. A grin that faded the instant he saw her.
‘Tasha?‘ Astonishment was replaced by shock and he cast a fleeting glance over his shoulder before pushing her back into the corridor and closing the door firmly behind him. ‘What are you doing here?’
‘What sort of greeting is that?’ Badly in need of a hug, Tasha heard her voice thicken and the bruises of the last month ached and throbbed inside her. ‘I’m your little sister. You’re supposed to be pleased to see me.’
‘I am, of course, but—Tash, it’s seven-thirty in the morning.’ Josh let out a breath and rubbed his hand over his face to wake himself up. His free hand. The one that wasn’t holding the doorhandle tightly. ‘I wasn’t expecting—You took me by surprise, that’s all. How did you know where I was?’
‘I asked one of the nurses. Someone said they thought you were in the on-call room. What’s wrong with you? You look ruffled.’ It was the first time she’d seen her cool, confident brother anything other than immaculate. Tasha looked from him to the door that he was holding tightly shut. ‘Did I wake you?’
‘No. I—Yes, but it doesn’t matter.’
‘Busy night?’
‘Sort of.’ His gaze darted to the corridor and back to her. ‘What are you doing here, Tasha?’
Because she was watching his face, she saw the fevered expression in her brother’s eyes and the way the flush spread across his cheekbones. The signs pointed to one thing …
He had a woman in the room.
But why be so secretive about the whole thing? His marriage to Rebecca was over—there was no reason why he shouldn’t have a relationship. Surely he wasn’t embarrassed about her knowing he had a sex life? It was no secret that women found her brother irresistible.
Still, it was a relief to find an explanation for his weird behaviour and she was about to tease him unmercifully when she remembered that she couldn’t afford to antagonise him.
Instead, she gave him a playful punch on the arm. ‘I thought I’d just drop in and see you.’
‘Before breakfast?’
‘I’m an early riser.’
‘You mean you’re in trouble.’ His dry tone reminded her that her brother knew her too well.
Tasha thought about everything that had happened over the last month. Had she done the wrong thing? ‘Not trouble exactly,’ she hedged. ‘I just thought it was a long time since we’d had a good chat. Is there somewhere we can talk?’ She glanced at the on-call room but he jerked his head towards the corridor.
‘My office. Let’s go.’
Feeling like a schoolgirl on detention, Tasha slunk after him through the department, aware of the curious stares of the staff. The main area was packed with patients, including a young girl lying on a trolley, holding her mother’s hand. Noticing that the child was struggling to breathe, Tasha moved instinctively towards her just as a doctor swept up in a white coat. With a murmur of apology, Tasha moved to one side, reminding herself that this wasn’t her patient. Or even her hospital. She didn’t work here, did she?
She didn’t work anywhere.
Her stomach lurched. Had she been impulsive and hasty? Stupid?
It was all very well having principles, but was there a point where you should just swallow them?
Trapped by sudden panic, she paused. The conversation drifted towards her. ‘Her hay fever has suddenly made her asthma worse,’ the mother was telling the young doctor. ‘Her breathing has been terrible and her eyes and face are all puffy.’
Tasha gave the child a sympathetic smile, wishing she was the one taking the history and searching for the problem. The fact that her hands ached to reach for a stethoscope simply renewed her feeling that she might have done the wrong thing.
Medicine, she thought. She loved medicine. It was part of her. Not working in a hospital made her feel like a plant dragged up by its roots and thrown aside. Without her little patients to care for, she was wilting.
Biting her tongue to stop herself intervening, she followed her brother down the corridor but something about the child nagged at her brain. Puffy eyes. Hay fever? Frustrated with herself for not being able to switch off, she quickened her pace. It wasn’t her business. This wasn’t even her department. And anyway, what did she know? She was feeling so battered and bruised by the events of the past few weeks she didn’t trust herself to pass opinion on anything, not even the adverse effects of a high pollen count. Feeling really dejected, she followed her brother into his office.
It was stacked with books and medical journals. In one corner was a desk with a computer and an overflowing tray of paper. Tasha noticed that the photograph of Rebecca had gone and she felt a stab of guilt that she hadn’t asked how he was. Was she was turning into one of those awful people who only thought about themselves? ‘How are you doing? How are things with Rebecca?’
‘Cordial. Our separation is probably the first thing we’ve ever agreed on. It’s all in the hands of the lawyers. Sit down.’ Josh shifted a pile of medical journals from the chair to the floor but Tasha didn’t feel like sitting down. She was filled with restless energy. The stability of her brother’s life contrasted heavily with the instability of her own. She’d been sailing along nicely through life and now she’d capsized her boat and she had no idea where the tide was going to take her.
The lump in her throat came from nowhere and she swallowed hard.
Damn.
Not now.
As the only girl in a family of four older brothers, she’d learned that if you cried, you never heard the last of it.
Fighting the emotion, she walked to the window and opened it. ‘I love Cornwall.’ She closed her eyes and breathed deeply. ‘I’ve lived in so many places since I became a doctor and yet this is still home. I can smell the sea. I can’t wait to pick up my surfboard. I’ve been trapped in a city for too long.’ The plaintive shriek of a seagull made her open her eyes and for a moment the memories threatened to choke her.
