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Chapters (48)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. About the Author
  4. Also by Tricia Stringer
  5. Title Page
  6. Dedication
  7. One
  8. Two
  9. Three
  10. Four
  11. Five
  12. Six
  13. Seven
  14. Eight
  15. Nine
  16. Ten
  17. Eleven
  18. Twelve
  19. Thirteen
  20. Fourteen
  21. Fifteen
  22. Sixteen
  23. Seventeen
  24. Eighteen
  25. Nineteen
  26. Twenty
  27. Twenty-One
  28. Twenty-Two
  29. Twenty-Three
  30. Twenty-Four
  31. Twenty-Five
  32. Twenty-Six
  33. Twenty-Seven
  34. Twenty-Eight
  35. Twenty-Nine
  36. Thirty
  37. Thirty-One
  38. Thirty-Two
  39. Thirty-Three
  40. Thirty-Four
  41. Thirty-Five
  42. Thirty-Six
  43. Thirty-Seven
  44. Thirty-Eight
  45. Author’s Note
  46. Acknowledgements
  47. Excerpt
  48. One

“Okay…well. I’m afraid I’m not much chop when it comes to relationship advice but I can listen if that would help.”

She looked up at him. “Are you and Mum okay?”

A shadow passed over his face then he smiled and pulled her in close again. “We are. Now, what’s this all about?”

“I’m…” Kate let out a deep sigh. Gulped in some more air. Willed her stomach to settle. “I’m pregnant.”

“Hell.” Her dad squeezed her arm then held her away from him. “Hell,” he said with awe in his voice. “My little girl’s having a baby.”

The relief of telling someone was instant. She gave him a watery grin and blew her nose. “I haven’t been your little girl for a long time, Dad.”

“I know, love.” He grinned then pulled her close again. “So what’s the problem? Has it caught Sean by surprise? He’ll come round, you know. The toughest blokes always fall the hardest.”

“It’s not Sean. At least I…I think he’ll be pleased.” She took another deep breath, wiped her nose. “It’s me. I feel so tired and so sick and I don’t want to have a baby.”

He patted her arm. “You poor thing. You know I remember your mum being like that.”

She tipped her head back and looked up at him. “Not wanting a baby?”

“No, not that exactly, but she was really crook with both you and Brianna. And all she wanted to do was sleep. She felt much better once she got past the early stages but she never enjoyed being pregnant.”

“But she wanted the babies, didn’t she? Us?”

Milt frowned. “Of course. It was just that she felt so miserable it was hard to be excited.” He pressed his hand to her cheek and guided her head to his shoulder again. “You’ll be a good mother. You’ll see. Once you feel better and the jolly hormones settle down…your mum was always going on about rampant hormones.”

Kate knew he was trying to help but he only made her feel worse. “I won’t.” She pressed her fingers to her lips but they didn’t hold back the words. “I don’t want to be a mother.” A fresh surge of misery washed over her. She couldn’t believe she had more tears to shed but her eyes filled again. Once more she sobbed into her dad’s shoulder and he remained silent, gently rocking her back and forth as if she truly was his little girl again.

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Twenty-Four