Baby Included

Baby Included
Mary Lyons

You are (secretly!) invited to attend Lord Ratcliffe's surprise fortieth birthday party at Ratcliffe Hall…As if turning forty wasn't bad enough, Ace Ratcliffe had recently inherited a dilapidated manor house and a title! At least before settling down to playing lord of the manor he had enjoyed a brief vacation. Which was how he had met Eloise… . The sexy American had walked into his life and out again just as quickly… .Only now the real surprise at Ace's party was one of the guests - Eloise. Far from being an ordinary tourist, Eloise was none other than international sex symbol Lois Shelton… and Lois had another secret she was determined to keep. She was having his baby!

“It’s absolutely crazy, of course,” she agreed breathlessly. (#ub70d2e1a-dc56-59ea-ae01-5bd92b18e386)Letter to Reader (#u8992d076-0f6b-5fe8-a091-3fa9d1408277)Title Page (#ubfdc09d9-0197-5dc6-b0b3-5d58c31a9175)CHAPTER ONE (#u4e8be85f-3fbb-5d27-b7eb-f9ce9c0f1d1f)CHAPTER TWO (#ucb0370fd-9be0-5f01-b25e-40b968eb7c49)CHAPTER THREE (#u29052bdc-134b-5e7b-99c7-da7b7c912751)CHAPTER FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)CHAPTER NINE (#litres_trial_promo)CHAPTER TEN (#litres_trial_promo)Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

“It’s absolutely crazy, of

course,” she

agreed breathlessly.

“Absolutely crazy,” Ace agreed softly, his gray eyes darkening momentarily as she nervously moistened her dry lips with her tongue.

“However, before I completely lose all control of my senses, I think you’d better tell me to go away,” he added thickly, his heart pounding like a sledgehammer as she responded to his light caress with a low moan. “Quite frankly—we’re both likely to be in a whole lot of trouble, if I remain here any longer.”

Dear Reader,

Welcome to the final book in our miniseries:

Everyone has special occasions in their life—times of celebration and excitement. Maybe it’s a romantic event, an engagement or a wedding—or perhaps a wonderful family occasion, such as the birth of a baby. Or even a personal milestone—a thirtieth or fortieth birthday!

These are important times in our lives and in THE BIG EVENT! you can see how different couples react to these events. Whatever the occasion, romance and drama are guaranteed.

This month’s book is the sassy and sensational Baby Included! by Mary Lyons. We hope you have enjoyed this series.

Happy reading!

The Editors

Baby Included!

Mary Lyons

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

CHAPTER ONE

‘THE darkest hour is that before the dawn...’

As he recalled the old proverb, a grim smile flickered across the hard, tanned features of the man leaning casually against a pillar on the wide, shady veranda of his luxurious casita.

Well... at least it’s a comforting thought, Ace told himself wryly. After the string of disasters which had recently been inflicted on his family he could certainly do with a bright ‘new dawn’.

Fast approaching the watershed of his fortieth birthday, it seemed to Ace as if every single part of his life was now in the process of a dramatic change. Even as he stood here—sipping a long cold drink and gazing out at the dazzling snow-white beach of this exclusively private Philippine island resort—he knew there could be no escape from the many problems which awaited his return to Britain.

The younger son of a younger son, Ace had never—not even in his wildest dreams—imagined that he would one day find himself inheriting both his uncle Hector’s title of Lord Ratcliffe and the large estate in the south of England. Which was why, as a very junior member of his family, he’d been able to choose his own path in life, first studying law at university, before going on to forge a successful career in the City of London.

Unfortunately, the past few years had proved to be disastrous, with one dreadful tragedy being quickly followed by another.

His own father’s death, following a long, brave and valiant fight against cancer, had not being entirely unexpected. However, the horrific car accident, mainly due to thick fog on the motorway, which had claimed the lives of his uncle Hector’s son, wife and young family, had led to a profound and devastating series of events as far as Ace was concerned.

His uncle, Lord Ratcliffe, had never really recovered from the shock of losing his only son and heir. His death soon afterwards, following a massive stroke, had meant that Ace’s much loved older brother, Mark, had inherited the title. But tragically he, too, had been killed in a completely unforeseen accident while skiing in Switzerland, just under a month ago. And now Ace found himself the sole survivor of a family which had been virtually wiped out within the short space of two years.

Well...that wasn’t strictly true, he reminded himself quickly. There was his own daughter, Emily.

He dearly loved the fourteen-year-old girl—at present living with his ex-wife, and going through a rather ‘difficult’ stage of adolescence. Ace, with grim memories of his own misspent youth, was determined to be a helpful, understanding and supportive father. Maybe the recent family tragedies would help to bring them both closer together?

However, while anxious to improve his future relationship with Emily, he was now going to have to take some immediate and far-reaching decisions about his inheritance. Having lived and worked in London for most of his life, his current existence was a million light years away from ten thousand acres and the huge Palladian mansion currently referred to in the tourist guides as ‘a classic example of a stately home’.

The people who write those books should try spending a night in the vast, crumbling old pile, Ace thought grimly. Because it had certainly never occurred to his uncle Hector—a tight-fisted, miserly old skinflint if ever there was one!—that he had both a duty and a responsibility to care for the large house on behalf of future generations of his family.

So, the net result was that Ratcliffe Hall was now a huge white elephant. Not only did it have a badly leaking roof—which let in more of the elements than it kept out—but also a mass of crumbling stonework and rotten timbers. Ace knew that it would need a fortune just to install some decent, modern plumbing—let alone try to do something about repairs to the basic structure.

Moreover, it wasn’t just a case of bracing one’s shoulders and facing up to personal tragedy. With each successive death he’d also found himself having to deal with the additional heavy burden of massive taxation.

As the senior partner of a large firm of lawyers, specialising in corporate tax and finance, he might well have the professional expertise to cope with the problem. But, following the tragic loss of his brother, Mark—only a few months after his inheriting the land and title from their uncle Hector—Ace had known that he would have little time to mourn. Not only had his brother left his affairs in a mess, but all too soon Ace knew that he was going to be faced with demands by the Inland Revenue, requiring payment of yet another large amount of death duties.

Although he, like everyone else in the land, hated having to pay taxes, Ace was certainly wealthy enough in his own right not to have a problem in finding the money. But exactly how he was going to deal with a large agricultural estate when he knew absolutely nothing about farming, he had no idea. In fact...

A slight movement at the corner of his eye distracted his gloomy thoughts for a moment. Turning his dark head, he watched a distant figure walking slowly across the white sand, before disappearing behind some palms at the far end of the beach.

‘There she goes again—regular as clockwork,’ he murmured to himself. Hardly needing to glance down at his watch, he knew that the stranger would be returning to her beach-side cottage, some hundred yards away from his own, in approximately one hour.

Did she spend her time sunbathing? Or merely sitting on the glistening white sand and gazing out at the ocean? Of course, there was always the possibility that she might be interested in exploring the coral reef. In which case...

‘Oh, come on! Grow up!’ he snapped irritably, his lips tight with exasperation at the thought of himself behaving in such a juvenile manner.

Following his attendance at an international tax conference in Manila, and desperately needing some peace and quiet in which to sort out his personal problems, Ace had decided to take a week’s vacation. This remote island resort—only capable of being reached by private plane, and where guests were guaranteed total privacy—had sounded ideal. Which was why he was now so thoroughly annoyed with himself. It was clearly ridiculous—and a total waste of his valuable time—to be indulging in foolish, idle speculation about a fellow guest.

However, the facts were that he’d been at first intrigued and then increasingly curious as to why, in this scorching heat, anyone should feel it necessary to clothe themselves from head to toe in long flowing robes which completely concealed their figure. Nor could he understand why she wore such a very large, floppy hat, which effectively kept her face always hidden from view. Not exactly, in this day and age, the normal beach attire of a young woman.

Because, yes—mostly because of the wide-brimmed hat—he was now quite certain that the distant figure was that of a woman. And from her sometimes quick, lively stride along the edge of the ocean he’d guessed that she must also be fairly young and agile. But why shroud herself in such a heavy disguise?

Amongst the many scenarios which had occurred to him, Ace had finally settled for the supposition that she might be someone famous, or in the public eye. But, if so, she certainly didn’t seem to be typical of any prominent personalities he’d come across. Having been briefly married to a well-known model, it was his experience that such celebrities only thrived when fully exposed—and thus able to gain as much adulation and publicity as possible.

So, what mystery lay behind this woman’s definitely unusual and baffling behaviour... ?

‘Forget it! It’s none of your damn business,’ he told himself roughly, putting down his empty glass and striding over to the desk, set in a shady corner of the wide veranda. Firmly banishing all thought of the strange woman, he sat down and began sorting through the large pile of papers in front of him, resolutely determined to concentrate on trying to sort out his late brother’s tangled affairs.

Swimming slowly, just beneath the almost still surface of the ocean, Lois gazed down in wonder at the hidden world of the coral reef. Despite coming here as often as possible during her brief stay on this lovely island, she never ceased to marvel at the brilliant, iridescent colours of the tiny fish, darting and weaving their way through the long, pale knobbly fingers of the coral.

Although she’d spent the last few months travelling all over the globe, this enchanting subterranean world of pink and green sea anemones, and strangely coloured sea urchins, whose jelly-like fronds waved to and fro in the gentle ocean current, was certainly one of the highlights of her trip.

Having worked flat out for the last five years, Lois reckoned she’d been fully entitled to take a three-month vacation. It would, she reasoned, not only give her the opportunity of seeing some far-flung corners of the world, but would also be a good time to reassess her career. To think hard and long about what she wanted to do in the future.

From the moment when she’d gained a small role in Ring of Destiny right through to her last, Oscar-winning film, Fear No Evil, she’d hardly had time to draw breath—let alone take any time off to really consider where her career was heading.

Not that she was likely to face too many problems straight away. Winning an Oscar for Best Actress in her last film would certainly guarantee that she’d be offered just about any film she liked to star in when she returned to Hollywood. Playing ‘feisty’, modern heroines was all very well. But maybe it was about time that she extended her range by acting one of the more classical roles?