Snowbound With The Single Dad. Laura Iding

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Название Snowbound With The Single Dad
Автор произведения Laura Iding
Жанр Короткие любовные романы
Серия Mills & Boon M&B
Издательство Короткие любовные романы
Год выпуска 0
isbn 9781474098878



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       Dedication

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       CHAPTER TWELVE

       CHAPTER THIRTEEN

       Christmas Miracle: A Family

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Emergency: Single Dad, Mother Needed

       PROLOGUE

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       CHAPTER TWELVE

       CHAPTER THIRTEEN

       CHAPTER FOURTEEN

       EPILOGUE

       About the Publisher

       Her Firefighter Under the Mistletoe

      Scarlet Wilson

      This book is dedicated to my good friends

      Jane Bell, Kirsten Gallacher and Lorna McCririe,

      who all enjoy getting into the spirit of Christmas!

       CHAPTER ONE

      Bzzz…bzzz…

      The noise jerked Jess out of the delicious tranquil state that had been enveloping her.

      Her eyes blinked at the bright light outside, the fuzziness of her brain trying to adjust and make sense of it all.

      Her pager usually woke her in the dark of the night—just like it had three times last night. Having it wake her in the middle of the day was an entirely new experience.

      A baby with RSV had kept her awake most of the night in Paediatric ITU, and when the ward had finally quietened down around an hour ago, she’d brought her coffee in here to do some paperwork.

      Fat chance. She touched the coffee cup on her desk. Stone cold. Had she even managed a sip before she’d wiped out?

      How long had she been asleep? She wriggled in her chair, rolling her shoulders back and trying to ease the knots out of her back.

      Bzzz…Bzzz…

      She glanced at the number. A and E. Another admission. Probably another respiratory problem.

      It was Glasgow, at the start of November, but it felt like the middle of winter. The temperature had dropped dramatically in the last few days and paediatric emergency admissions had soared. Trips and falls on the slippery pavements had resulted in a whole host of strains, fractures and head injuries. Asthma and respiratory complaints were through the roof. Infections and nondescript viruses were causing mayhem with new babies and toddlers.

      Just as well she didn’t have anyone