Christmas with Her Ex

Christmas with Her Ex
Fiona McArthur

Christmas Eve on Europe’s most opulent train is going to be an experience of a lifetime for midwife Kelsie Summers. And it is in more ways than one – because brooding obstetrician and the man she jilted, Connor Black, is on board too! And her ex is hotter than ever!Cooler-than-cool doc Connor doesn’t like surprises. Seeing Kelsie again is his worst nightmare – especially as their kisses still make his heart skip a beat. When they're thrown together for a few short days at Christmas there’s bound to be consequences!

Mother to five sons, FIONA McARTHUR is an Australian midwife who loves to write. Medical Romance

gives Fiona the scope to write about all the wonderful aspects of adventure, romance, medicine and midwifery that she feels so passionate about—as well as an excuse to travel! Now that her boys are older, Fiona and her husband, Ian, are off to meet new people, see new places, and have wonderful adventures. Fiona’s website is at www.fionamcarthur.com

Christmas

with Her Ex

Fiona McArthur

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

Dear Reader

Who can resist the romance and glitz of the world’s most glamorous train journey? Certainly not Alison Roberts and I. So we travelled in olde world style from Venice to London on the famous Orient Express, always with the idea that we would write these books.

And what a magical journey it was. From the canals of Venice to the soaring Italian Dolomites, crossing snow-covered valleys and burrowing through the mountains of the Austrian Alps, with men in tuxedos and women in sequins… It’s a journey we will never forget.

I’d love you to share the journey with my heroine, Kelsie Summers, an independent midwife who has always dreamed she’d ride this train one day, and Connor Black, the man she left outside the register office fifteen years ago.

Offering his seat to Kelsie in Venice two days before Christmas is bad, but leaving her alone with his meddling grandmother is a hundred times worse. Connor can’t believe his bad luck, or the surge of emotion as he looks at the woman he crossed a world to get away from after she broke his heart.

Through the next thirty-six hours and into the night the train blazes a trail across the countryside, past the bells of railway crossings and the flashes of light, while its occupants sleep in their little beds until dawn outside Paris. Such fabulous fun as Kelsie and Connor rediscover and then lose each other again while the train shoots through the tunnel to England and the white cliffs of Dover, past keeps and stone walls and English backyards, until it reaches the bustle of London and the magic of Christmas.

I wish you a happy journey!

Fiona xxx

To my darling husband,

who watched our travels via internet banking,

with words of caution and judicious injections of funds,

and the fuzzy but fabulous use of Skype.

Table of Contents

Cover (#ud57ef0f2-760c-56b4-9763-72de3b878397)

About the Author (#ud4906d84-f229-5483-9299-54d6d851acb4)

Title Page (#u6b0564c1-b1ef-5423-9b7e-86d7b03a7337)

Dedication (#ub2e94059-b21f-55ec-8826-510779763f61)

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

Epilogue

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

PROLOGUE (#u9fbd4274-2c15-5d9b-a5a6-5d76ae17ebff)

THE SEAGULLS WERE screaming—or maybe it was him. Twelve-year-old Connor saw the wave lift his mother and tumble her over and over.

He was running but it was too late.

He should have told her not to go back. The words had been on his lips.

He should never have held them back.

‘A quick look for Daddy’s ring,’ she’d said. ‘I must have dropped it in the rock pool.’

But he’d known the tide was coming in. The last wave had made them run from the rocks. And now…

‘Look after your mother,’ Dad had said, and he hadn’t. He should have said, No! Dont go. The waves are too big. They’ll sweep you out. You don’t have time.

The wave… And then another…