His Miracle Baby

His Miracle Baby
Kate Walker

Why had Ellie left him? Morgan didn't know.It was obvious she'd still been blissfully in love with him. She'd even agreed with his edict that they never have children.Then Ellie had disappeared.When Morgan found her to his absolute shock, she had with her the most adorable baby girl that he'd ever seen. His heart twisted inside him.Had Ellie found another man to give her what he never could, or was this baby Morgan's very own miracle?

“How old is she?” Morgan asked Ellie

“She’s eight months.”

“Gah!”

Rosie shrieked at the top of her voice and flung her rattle straight at Morgan. He held it out to her again. Two pairs of sapphire eyes locked for endless seconds, the baby’s holding a mixture of curiosity and suspicion, Morgan’s impossible to read, before a plump hand reached out and snatched the rattle back.

“And gah to you, too,” Morgan returned with a flicker of amusement.

Ellie turned away to hide the hot, betraying tears that stung her eyes. Morgan’s tiny smile had shattered her composure.

Would that smile still be there if he knew the truth?

“She’s a pretty little thing,” Morgan said. “I assume that she takes after her father?”

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His Miracle Baby

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CONTENTS

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

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER ONE

IT WAS the moment Ellie had been dreading most. The worst moment in a day she had been anticipating with a sense of something close to horror for almost a month now.

No, that wasn’t strictly true. The actual fact was that she had feared this moment for around a year and a half. Ever since she had left Morgan and fled here to Cornwall, she had had the worry at the back of her mind that one day he might come back into her life.

And that day was now. The thought was enough to still her footsteps, bring her to a stumbling halt, a thousand frantic butterflies fluttering wildly inside her stomach as she stared at the short stretch of path that led away from her, towards the cottage.

‘I can’t! I can’t do it.’

Morgan was just around that corner. And he was waiting for her to appear. Though of course he didn’t actually know it was Ellie he was waiting for. And the thought of his probable reaction lifted all the tiny hairs on her skin in a shivering reaction to the panic that clenched all her nerves tight.

‘Come on, Eleanor,’ she reproached herself. ‘What can he do to you?’

He didn’t have to do anything, that was the trouble. Morgan could mess up her life, her mind, her heart, simply by existing, and, no matter how she tried, nothing would change that.

No!

Pushing a hand through the golden blonde length of her hair, she squared her slim shoulders resolutely.

‘Get a move on…’

Once more she addressed herself out loud. It was the only way to drown out the endless chattering of the inner voice of fear and unhappiness.