The Doctor's Engagement

The Doctor's Engagement
Sarah Morgan

A fan-favourite medical romance from USA Today bestselling author Sarah MorganHolly knew that she was possibly the only woman in Dr. Mark Logan's life who had never fallen head over heels in love with him! They had been best friends since childhood, so when he needed her to pretend to be his fiancée, she couldn't refuse…She hoped his gentle, protective strength would help her to get her life back on track again—but all it took was one single breathtaking kiss for Holly to discover that being Mark's fiancée was altogether a whole new experience…!

A fan-favorite medical romance from USA Today bestselling author Sarah Morgan.

Holly knew that she was possibly the only woman in Dr. Mark Logan’s life who had never fallen head over heels in love with him! They had been best friends since childhood, so when he needed her to pretend to be his fiancée, she couldn’t refuse…

She hoped his gentle, protective strength would help her to get her life back on track again—but all it took was one single breath-taking kiss for Holly to discover that being Mark’s fiancée was altogether a whole new experience…!

Originally published in 2001.

The Doctor’s Engagement

Sarah Morgan

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

CONTENTS

Cover (#u673fdeb4-5661-5634-9c9f-f02f4544ed3c)

Back Cover Text (#ubc5ecf51-b71e-5230-b027-bde9fe83e5e2)

Title Page (#u9a721e6e-4805-5d10-889c-46e7e87497ec)

PROLOGUE (#u5f438339-db5f-5e1c-ad8e-05adc77b9192)

CHAPTER ONE (#u83d6f291-6c4d-50fc-bf6a-1e87c02d1b03)

CHAPTER TWO (#u89d320de-9c57-5ecf-a320-943e1da13a54)

CHAPTER THREE (#litres_trial_promo)

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)

PROLOGUE (#ulink_7928e98e-b033-58cd-bb84-12f39a0f7499)

‘YOU want me to do what?’

Holly Foster sat down on the sofa with a thump and the phone slipped from her fingers.

‘Holly—?’ The deep male voice trickled out of the receiver. ‘Holl, are you still there?’

She must have misunderstood him. Scrabbling around on the floor for the phone, she lifted it to her ear. ‘I’m still here.’

‘What’s the matter?’

Holly blinked. ‘I’m shocked, that’s what’s the matter! You asked me to...you want me to...’ She took a deep breath and swept a strand of pale blonde hair out of her eyes. ‘You were joking, yes?’

‘No.’ His voice was calm and steady. ‘I’ve never been more serious in my life.’

Holly opened her mouth but no sound came out. Her voice seemed to have failed. She tried again. ‘Let me get this straight. You’re asking me to marry you?’

‘Damn it, Holly, of course I’m not asking you to marry me!’ He started to laugh. ‘You’re my best friend and have been for twenty-four years. I certainly don’t want to marry you!’

‘But you said—’

‘I didn’t say anything about marriage,’ he drawled. ‘Come on Holly! You know how I feel about marriage.’

She did know. It wasn’t that Mark was against marriage, but she knew that he was quietly determined to find the right person first time round. They’d talked about it frequently over the many years of their friendship, sharing their dreams and hopes. It certainly wasn’t a decision he’d ever take lightly. So why was he suggesting—?

‘Mark.’ Holly frowned suspiciously. ‘Have you been drinking?’

‘Drinking? It’s seven o’clock in the morning, Holly,’ he pointed out gently, and she yawned and glanced at the clock on the table. Seven o’clock? Only Mark would ring her that early. Not that it made any difference, of course. She’d been awake anyway...

‘Well, apart from being under the influence of alcohol—’ she forced her mind back to the conversation ‘—I can’t think of a single reason why you’d be asking me to marry you.’

‘You’ll understand once I’ve explained, and I’m not asking you to marry me,’ he said impatiently. ‘You weren’t listening properly. Wake up, will you? I didn’t say married. I said engaged.’

‘That’s the same thing!’ Holly stifled another yawn and tugged her skimpy nightie down over her slim thighs. ‘Mark Logan, you are the last man on earth I’d choose to spend the rest of my life with! You’re just not my type—’

‘What do you mean, I’m not your type?’ He sounded affronted. ‘I’m supposed to be your best friend!!’

Holly grinned. ‘You are my best friend—doesn’t mean I’d want to marry you, though. Or pretend to be engaged, come to that.’

‘Oh, come on, Holl,’ he murmured persuasively. ‘What’s the problem?’

‘What’s the problem? Mark, people don’t just pretend to be engaged,’ Holly said emphatically. ‘They either do it properly or not at all.’

There was a slight pause. ‘We used to do it when we were children.’

‘What, play mothers and fathers, you mean?’ Holly started to laugh. ‘I was four and you were six if my memory serves me right. I think we’ve moved on a bit since then.’

But not much. Unlike Mark’s, her love life was totally non-existent.